A Golden Dawn Poem by simon thorpe

A Golden Dawn



The melancholy lament of the Nightingale invades the silence of the early morn,
Its haunting tale heralding the break of the new dawn,
its song is a ballad of heartbreak and joy in equal measure,
Golden memories stored for eternity, a priceless treasure.

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