Change

The day is stolen,

here comes the night

The sun is hidden,

here comes moonlight

The crickets are crying,

the owls are hooting,

My creatures keep asking-

where went daylight?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The process of change is inevitable. People wonder how the past came and vanished to become history.It's just the natural mystique of life and the natural order of things.

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