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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Environment >> ID #1841302  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Day Is At an End, Night Is Closing In.
I was waiting at an airport for a plane, and looked at my surroundings in this poem.
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The sun is rising in another world, not too far from home.
The flowers are closing their eyes, ready for the perils of the night skies.
The trees sway from Earth to Earth, and the houses lay dormant.
The ground is at a rest, as it inhales its supply of oxygen.
Children are resting for their future life that unveils.
The shadows hibernate across the underworld, and the heavens open for an eternity.
Magazine pages flip from edge to edge.
The suitcases lay buried under the beds where they wait.


The world is ready for another day.

Ready to sacrifice the wonders of the night for the beauty that lies beyond.

The night hides for the pain of life.
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