Trudging wearily many dark miles ahead.
In the distance, a light shone bright,
from an old rustic cabin
standing alone in the dim lit night.
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A very finely wrought piece. Your poem stories have character and warmth. Love, Sandra
Bravo Melvina...what a wonderful poem, with humour and delight. A lovely adventure. Hugs, Dee
I would agree with David and say MAJESTIC..... but, Melvina.... you... you... you are definitely not any ordinary poet! ! ! ! This has has the thing which keeps the reader waiting.... waiting to grasp the next..... You have the capacity to glide your lexis like the skate on ice-rink! Thoroughly enjoyed your beholding capacity and got glued to your narration.
Melvina I liked this poem so much I had to read it three times it was of the kind you did not want to end beautifuly told and of course beautifuly written. Cheers Sylviex
Malvina, a long and majestic poem that crosses the thresholds of time. The rhythm ran as smooth as silk drawing the reader to read and relish every line. At times I felt I was in that cabin in Butterfield Brite enjoying the entertainment each night. Awesome poem. I really loved it. Thanks for sharing it. David
Melvina, It sounds to me like Butterfield Brite is your savior just as much as you are theirs. The light reached for you, and you helped spread that wonderful warmth to those men. Helping people is something that you do best, and it is no wonder why they did welcome you, make you laugh. Such a delightful story you have weaved. -L.C.