The Day Is Dead

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Title:     The Day Is Dead
Author: Fannie Isabel Sherrick [More Titles by Sherrick]

The day is dead,
And evening trails her purple robes
In fading fires of red.

The day is dead.
And yonder lily welcomes sleep
And nods her weary head.

The day is dead,
And night droops low her sable plumes
To mourn the glory fled.

[The end]
Fannie Isabel Sherrick's poem: Day Is Dead

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