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May K.

The Swift Night

I saw the moon

Race across the sky

Faster that the swiftest bird

Could ever dream to fly


"Where are you going?" I asked

"Why hurry along your way?"

"Because I am running," it replied

"To bring back the day."


"Not so soon," I cried

"The day can afford to wait.”

“Not so,” declared the moon,

“It can never ever be late.”


And with wings of purest silver

The moon flew across the sky

And the night was gone in a blink

As I started to wave goodbye


Copyright © 2018 by Kwek Yi Zhen


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