Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)
AN angel, robed in spotless white,
Bent down and kissed the sleeping Night.
Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone.
Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Submitted: Friday, April 02, 2010
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