Twilight comes

 

   Twilight comes 

Twilight is nearing 

Snowmen, they would be

Safe another day 

But the deer next door 

They suffered great loss 

Twilight was the shield 

Naughty boys' snowballs 

They used it's darkness 

Threw the frozen first 

Every light carried 

Broken to pieces 

Sadness sadness came 

At winter's dim light 

Mourning over there 

Though snowmen soothed 

Twilight not enough 

Brought sadness to call 

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I am writing trying to satisfy Susan's "Settle yourself into a twilight--either before sunup or before sundown, turn on a light or light a candle, and write a new poem influenced by a winter or summer twilight.  What's going on?"

https://newwhatsgoingon.blogspot.com/?m=1 

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