A day is a day until day becomes dusk
Then dusk becomes night
And night becomes night
And night becomes night
And night becomes night
Then night turns to dawn
And with the sun comes the dark
And the dark takes the life
And the life becomes light
As it fades with the memories
Of those who were lost
As the days turn to days
Wrote a poem for a writing prompt on Reddit. The prompt was 24 hours before a person dies a glowing symbol appears above the persons head.