poem of the day February 25 

"I really don't

know much 

about light

Where it 

comes from?

What it does?

Who it shines on?"

Dark mused

to Black

as they stumbled

their way

around the darkness

"Me neither"

replied Black

"But I do know 

it makes things

way easier to see."

"Is that a good thing?"

They both chuckled as one