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Houses:

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Genre: Poetry

Houses:

Summary

As the day gave way to night, sights and sounds made lasting images.
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As the day gave way to night, sights and sounds made lasting images.

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Submitted: April 30, 2010

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At dusk the lake is like a mirror

as jets fly overhead;

the tops of trees are free and clear

the geese search out their bed.

A bird chirps to the north of me,

perhaps it is a wren;

I sit and watch the sunlight flee

beyond earth's westward bend.

Niagara makes that rushing sound

from beyond the limestone wall,

the beauty of the day is found

as night begins to fall.

Beneath the ebbing gray of sky

in air refreshed by rain,

the light grows dim but by and by

clear visions still remain.


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