The Demise the Rise of the Day
The sun curls up folds itself away
inward in a crepuscular way,
fades into itself and gives sway
as dusk draws in at the end of the day.
What of the new day to come
with vast vigour of the young,
so filled with promise and expectation,
packed prospects, and clarity of inception.
So the demise of the day
brings the hope of a better way,
the rise of a new day we can trust
to follow, to be even more robust.
25/06/2019
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