Sun-rays
By Stacks Poets
by Ondine Evans
The wall across the way fairly blazes with the last sun-rays;
I run to get my camera,
But the change has come; night fell while I was in the other room.
Written in response to Monday 5th September exercise
by Ondine Evans
The wall across the way fairly blazes with the last sun-rays;
I run to get my camera,
But the change has come; night fell while I was in the other room.
Written in response to Monday 5th September exercise