A song of the setting sun!
The sky in the west is red,
And the day is all but done;
While yonder up overhead,
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Fair and fresh for an hour And now, Faded it lies in the dust and low. Great conceptualization. Thanks for sharing it here.
I really enjoyed reading this song it has got rhythm, flow and words
A Song of a Winter day! The wind of the north doth blow, From a sky that's chill and gray, On fields where no crops now grow, Fields long shorn Of bearded barley and golden corn. superb poem love it love 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++