“Starlight”–a poem

“Evergreen Heights,” has nurtured six generations since the 1860s. Five of these generations produced poets. My father is now compiling a family poetry anthology from the works of these five generations.


Stars wink high in the sky,
as dawn draws on
sun reaps the sky.

When she is done
colors blaze
as she pulls down her scythe.

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