Day fades to hues of dusky pinks
over mountains where shadows deep
await with welcome as sun sinks
and, while in slumber they shall keep
embraced within as she doth sleep
once more, at dawn, again she'll arise
to tend this earth, it's soil to reap
caressing fields 'neath summer skies.
@Miss Take August 2008
*Huitain...a Spanish poetry form, it revolves around the figure 8...there are 8 lines, 8 syllables per line with a rhyming scheme of ABABBCBC
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