AS THE SUN SETS AND RISES
by TRIXSTER
As the sun sets
down to its grave,
A lone feather
drops from the sky.
It rests upon
a small tombstone,
crudely made,
like a tear of many
that have been shed.
A single star
shines brightly
among the dark heavens,
giving hope...
As the sun rise
 to live again,
A small breeze
whispers faintly
 to a sleeping girl,
"I love you.”