Day is done,
Sun surrender
to the moon's
cool reign.
Grey clouds
cross an inky
black sky;
stars glitter
like strewn
sugar crytals.
Saw a fox
trot into a
ravine on my
way back home.
Rolled down
my window to
say, "Hi."
Free beauty,
all around us.
Open up your
eyes and look.
Saturday dies,
bearing Sunday
as she leaves.
November nears,
hatching from the
egg that is October.
Halloween is the
beak of the little
chick, poking through
the shell to taste
the brisk daylight.
Come, oh time.
Come on.
Come and go
till thou art
gone;
then please,
come again.
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