“Wane”
a poem by Jeremy C Kester
Through the blinds
There is the sliver
Of a waning moon
Almost gone the light
Reflecting of day
Elsewhere
But not here
But soon
As the rays of red
Close in on the horizon
Signaling the light
Soon to come
As the moon wanes
And slips over
To hide again
Poem written by Jeremy C Kester
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