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Dawn and Dusk a mystery to us The changing of the color of the sky How the sunlight shines only on the tree tops It's majestic and pleasing to our eyes At dawn the sky flows from gray to orange to blue At dusk from blue to orange to black The brush strokes a combination of all the great artist of the past The mystery leaving memories that last The dawn sunlight first touches the top of trees At dusk the sunlight does a repeat Like some religious experience Dawn and dusk gives the appearance of being blessed Dawn has a calm and tranquility about it The sun rises; the beginning of something new Dusk  shows up for an encore performance The sun sets; enhances you with beauty before it rest
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
Dawn and Dusk
Dawn and Dusk a mystery to us The changing of the color of the sky How the sunlight shines only on the tree tops It's majestic and pleasing to our eyes At dawn the sky flows from gray to orange to blue At dusk from blue to orange to black The brush strokes a combination of all the great artist of the past The mystery leaving memories that last The dawn sunlight first touches the top of trees At dusk the sunlight does a repeat Like some religious experience Dawn and dusk gives the appearance of being blessed Dawn has a calm and tranquility about it The sun rises; the beginning of something new Dusk  shows up for an encore performance The sun sets; enhances you with beauty before it rest
TimEmminger
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
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