Lemon Sky
by Betty Dobson
Tuesday, October 22, 2002
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The sun at dusk washes
Over the even sky,
One night a cosmic fire
Flashing red and orange,
Calling fresh warriors to
Dreams of glory, the next
Night turned palest yellow,
Soft as tapwater lemonade
And long summer days
Without end in young eyes. |