"That is why I write- to try to turn sadness into longing and solitude into remembrance"
-Paulo Coelho

Saturday, June 20, 2015

No show of the stars tonight
For the moon insists to hide beneath
Those clouds have prepared a smoky sheath
To gaurd it's sorrow from being unfolded to the world
On this dreary night that child sighed a heap before falling asleep 
For it could not see it's only hope when it glided to that window tonight...

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