Atticas Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Atticas

In the quiet hours when shadows fall,
I search for a light but find none at all.
Loneliness whispers like a long-lost friend,
And sadness lingers, with no end to mend.

Monday, September 9, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: friend,loneliness,lost
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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