This was the second poem I have ever wrote. I wrote it for a contest at our library.
Rotations
The sun
has gone
The moon
took over
The
bright blue sky was overcome
With
night and stars
But in
the morning when the sun returns
Then the
moon disappears out of sight
The night
is overcome with the
Love of a
brand new day
By Evelyn Creon
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