Sunsets II
Sunsets II
The sun is set; the cloudscape once softly drawn
in gold and rust now fades to a single grey.
All glow has gone; the wind bites coldly.
Bear with your sorrow: the dawn comes slowly.
Poetry Terms Demonstrated:
Sunsets II
The sun is set; the cloudscape once softly drawn
in gold and rust now fades to a single grey.
All glow has gone; the wind bites coldly.
Bear with your sorrow: the dawn comes slowly.
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