The dark sky is like the
eyes if a young child,
first seeing the beauty of the
world. The child laughs
and smile throughout the
time its seeing the
darken sky as that child grows
that beautiful night
becomes something
strange. Years will pass
and the glow it once had
to that child will
disappear forgetting to
shade the beautiful
plants.
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PoetryShort poetry, many of these I have done, some of them might be longer than other's
