The day is turning ghost,
And scuttles from the kalendar in fits and furtively,
To join the anonymous host
Of those that throng oblivion; ceding his place, maybe,
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It’s the last two stanzas that show another spot, where wonders do happen.
It’s the last two stanzas that show another spot, where wonders do happen.
........nicely penned of a day to remember, as twilight descends ★
A pirouetting voice carving through the composite shards of a dull day
undervoicings this loss to mans futurity may wake regret in me " . What a theme of the story poem? Quite intereting and pleasure to read.