India Gilmere Poems

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1.
Darkness In The Sky

The flowers wilt, the birds weep.
The sun is gone, the wind is out.
The buildings tilt, the cars no longer beep.
No money is withdrawn, cause all are asleep.
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2.
Shall I Compare My Mother To The Sun?

Shall I compare my mother to the sun?
shining in the dark so brightly,
slowly setting when you are done.
All through the night you wait and hold tightly.
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