Chill Be The Nights Here Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Chill Be The Nights Here

He
Here in Hastings Gardens.
Here
Here I write when I will.
I sing when I shall though it be chill.

Chill shall not stop me
Nor
The back chorus to sing.

Live, love each day by itself while you will
And separate day from day, as night.

Sunday, November 5, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: gardens
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