Rhyming Poem : Sight
The colors start to fade as I close my eyes
No more blue skies
The yellows turn to grey
Everyday is a Monday
The grass is no longer green
A rainbow is unforeseen
Why must you leave, Sight?
Day will always be night
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"Rhyming Poem : Sight" was written October 29th, 2019 by Izzy Hayward, and is filed under Poems
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