Wednesday, September 18, 2019

poem of the day September 18


What if the sun and
moon traded places
Would we still sleep at night?
Would flowers still bloom in the day?
Would we change day and night
by turning night into day?
Would good morning become good evening?
And would we change the order of morals
Would it now be Dark and Light?
Evil and Good?
Something to think about while walking the woods

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