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Brink-Song

A note so near the dawn
Too timid was to stay
Till shadows all were gone,
But, dreamlike, sped away
While paled the hesitating sky
For Day to bloom or Night to die.

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  • ea Moderators member
    April 5, 2006
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    A Near Miss

    a good poem on the near miss love affair.