When a dazzling sun, heralds a new day Dawn has broken, an evening had to pay Ending darkness, feeling safe-and-secure Till morning sunshine, can waken-and-lure
Souls to experience, all offered by day As nights creatures seek, a place to lay Safe and secure, till a morning explodes And into a new day, anticipation rode.
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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
whether night owl, or lark....we find our comfort zone....