Something Unique to Always See — Sunrise Sunset
A simple quatrain poem for the sun
Sunrise, sunset,
Day’s Done?
Not yet
Still, so many things to come.
Sunrise, I’m up,
Bright sky
From dark night,
That’s what we want to see.
Brilliant colors,
New day,
Life’s good,
When it starts this way.
Days hot,
Hot sun,
Not really much fun,
Glad when this day has gone.
Day’s done,
Sun sets,
Into the pale blue,
The sunset is brilliant too.
Sunrise, sunset,
Every day
Sure bet
Days always start and end this way.
Till next time, Thanks for reading my poem,
Calvin
]poem originally published in Medium Short Sweet Valuable. All rights reserved Calvin London 2024]
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Calvin London
I write fiction, non-fiction and poetry about all things weird and wonderful, past and present. Life is full of different things to spark your imagination. All you have to do is embrace it - join me on my journey.
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