PAD Challenge day 14:For today’s prompt, write a follow poem.
Day follows night
or, does night follow day?
I'm not sure, but Time flies
either way...
In confetti
from heaven, they spill snow white
after the laughter
of autumn takes flight
...where green turned red
on the tresses crowned king
over the yard all summer
as spring
...birthed beginnings
in buds that bore
the flower that fell
to winter's floor
Day follows night
or, does night follow day?
My, my, how dark to light
steals Time away
Janet~
Can you believe we're almost half-way through November?!
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