Descending Twilight

Descending Twilight

Twilight has descended upon us
One light goes out, many flicker on
A grey ambiance fills our eyes
Chilling, dark air fills our lungs.
Night is upon us, as we sigh
In collective relief.

6/30/21 – Andy McRae

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Andy McRae

I have been writing poetry for the last 13 years. It all started as an assignment for a creative writing course. I never thought I would like writing, as I am dyslexic and language was always a struggle for me, but I fell in love with the art form in that class.

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