A black sky more angry than midnight.
Traps the light within.
Ethereal glow edges rooftops.
Silhouetted trees reach skyward.
Still standing in the dark.

The light seems not to crack the dark.
On this November day.
A strange allure.
Though darkness.
Peace hangs above.
Long may it reign.
Love to get a paintbrush.
To paint it bright again.
By ladylivvi1

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