Margret Foulger

(Norwich, Norfolk, UK)

Loneliness

An icy wind blows through the crystal clear, but stormy night,
as I walk the sandy beach with loneliness close to my right.
Only the wind and inner thoughts holding me tight as by force,
knowing of my fading trust in a world with little care or remorse.

Stars twinkling high above, the silvery moon shining upon my face,
loneliness comes and goes like the sound of crashing waves.
Please keep me company, to ease the pain of a torn and weary mind,
you will always be one of the very

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