My Last Sun

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short poem describing my idea of how it would be like to see your last sunset.

Submitted: April 17, 2009

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Submitted: April 17, 2009

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‘Lo! The stars! How they shine in the night.
Their hope in the dark
Makes for a splendid sight!
‘Lo! The ringing bells toll to the sky
With its sun-washed blue
Bringing light to the lies
Oh! How I wish it were so!
How I wonder bemused
As the sun lines the crow.
Oh! How it pains me to see
My last sunset float by
Shunned by the crow on the tree.
Yet! As the last light floats away
The crow of my Hades
Took stark flight, destined to stay.
So it was to see my last sun
But never again
Shall I be undone.


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