Vespers


Sunsets make the sun
blush burgundy and salmon
swooshing stars to shine.

Crows crawl, reach their nest.
Early black, breaches the day.
All things fall apart.

3 thoughts on “Vespers

    1. I had to translate your words. Italian? 🤔

      changes everything / Everything changes / Everything takes shape around me that I change

      Agree!! J😄

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