Nardine Sanderson Poems

White lillies and the soft embrace of an endless rest we claim as death, the silk linning of a slumber, and the unbroken seal of breath,

The canopy of frozen dreams, remastered wing wings and feathers bright, a doorway to another realm and endless loving light,
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Time may take me down a narrow path and in the light call it heaven, I first witnessed death at an early age of seven,


The sea won't promote shallow breathing especially for those who drown, and time will be the endless laughter of the dancing clown,
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