Silhouette Of You
As twilight comes to pass,
this moment will not last,
the pinkish clouds of hew,
will once again bring a morning dew,
as the sun light grows dim,
upon the green lands of spring,
beyond the deep blue,
and then there is a silhouette of you.
poem by Walter C. Edwards
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