Light softly dances.
From wall to wall beside me.
As the daylight fades.
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Night will arrive soon.
Its promise delivered now.
With oranges and reds.
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Crickets chirp their song.
Softly as a breeze beckons.
Soft tendrils hold me.
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The first stars appear.
As light blues fade to dark ones.
Embrace the darkness.
-aaa 🌆
Loved the poem, especially that last line.
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keep going
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Thank you I intend to 😊
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