my heart
musings and confusings
Thursday, August 15, 2019
oh cry the night
oh cry the night
the gentle glow
soft scent of
remembrance.
cry the night
the light of day
too harsh to shoulder.
cry the arms of comfort
from wherever they fall.
they are the healing
open arms
of day.
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