Night And Morning Poem by Rod Morris

Night And Morning



Night fell I heard the crash but couldn't find the source.
Silly me I couldn't see, the lights gone out of course.
Then when day breaks its hard to find the fragments.
That's because they're conspicuous by their absence.

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Rod Morris

Rod Morris

Auckland, New Zealand
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