Mitigating Mother's Qualms Poem by james watkin

Mitigating Mother's Qualms



Quiet reserve
Last type to cringe
Facing alike, unobstrusive
One veiled for Night!
Its timid head
The least wary
Before this, moon-pale, does glow
With nun's pure light.

Thursday, February 23, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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