Day and Night Poem The sun scorches the turf, Beams of heat land upon the dirt, Slowly fades leaving the warmth behind, The fields continue to be unplanned, The wicked moonlight creeps its way on the stage, Leaving the sun on its way to...
Day and Night Poem The sun scorches the turf, Beams of heat land upon the dirt, Slowly fades leaving the warmth behind, The fields continue to be unplanned, The wicked moonlight creeps its way on the stage, Leaving the sun on its way to...