The sun’s light
Ends in night.
But when I express
It this way
Some will say
That I obsess
With death.
Yet one may
Take delight
In a summer’s day,
But not fight
The inevitable night.
The sun’s light
Ends in night.
But when I express
It this way
Some will say
That I obsess
With death.
Yet one may
Take delight
In a summer’s day,
But not fight
The inevitable night.
just wow!!
Thank you. I’m so pleased you appreciate my poem.