Today is a weird day for you all. I have nothing to tell you guys but my mom said to do a poem yesterday and we just went over it today. This poem is called winter dark. Here it is:
Winter dark comes early
mixing afternoon
and night
Soon
there's a comma of a moon,
and each street light
along the
way
puts its period
to the end of day.
Now
a neon sign
punctuates the dark
with a bright
blinking
breathless
exclamation mark!
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