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.