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Poetry Pleases: Day Is Passing

The approach of night awakens thoughts of mortality in John Ayling.

Day is passing,
Low the sun,
Long the shadows
Darkly run:

Crimson glory
Gold appears,
Slowly fading
As night nears.

The rising moon,
Shining stars;
Dark velvet sky -
Grey cloud bars:

Windows gleaming,
Children sleep;
Life is passing
Peace lies deep


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