wordsy wright

A Mornings Word 11/27/07

Lingering thoughts of quiet despair
And the night it stands in wait
Brokens hearts I cannot repair
Nor tempt the hand of fate
Desperate measures do not ensure
Nor do they create
A pleasant pause we must endure
In efforts our souls we

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 26, 2011

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