Poems

Night and Day,
The Suns way to stray away.
Spring and Fall,
Took to long.
Songs chime this very night,
Moons light is in sight from the roof above.
Now all that is left. . .
A single white Dove.

They sung their songs,
Fought for to long.
They were so strong.
Now it’s time to cease.
Pick up each scattered piece
Find peace.
Be there for your niece

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