Ohio Sky

Ohio Sky

A Poem by LT
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pastoral

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To days spent cozy in the silo, 
For Late stars all to mean something. 

To think it's all just highs and lows, 
To end somewhere, to be something. 

To stay inside when it's nice, 
And to be somewhere tomorrow night. 

An hour, a second, a day, a price, 
To stay up all night to see the first light. 

And I spent it all one try, 

To see a late, beautiful, and dying, Ohio Sky.

© 2022 LT


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I'd say it's pretty well developed and well rhymed. Liked especially the last lines.

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LT
LT

Columbus, OH



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