This is summer. Long days and short nights,
Time to ponder and reflect, of long unused
Candles waiting for winter to be lit.
For whom does the bell toll as each hour passes?
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a beautifully expressed poem. your fourth stanza is touching. enjoyed the read
With sleep calling each one to her chamber, we bid farewell to the flavours of the day and the thoughts and memories crowding our mind! After a peaceful rest, we wake up with renewed energy to greet another morn! A lovely poem.
I love your style poet! ! So observant and meticulous and there we go, slipping on your dreams! ! ! Thanks Poet! !
I love your style poet! ! So observant and meticulous and there we go, slipping on your dreams! ! ! Thanks Poet! !
Lovely poem....Well written....