Michele Marie Nester
Your Nighttide Era - Poem by Michele Marie Nester
Withering flower on my doorstep,
Tell me all your woes, for the dew on your petals are heavy.
Be not troubled that the sun has not been shining,
And be not dismayed by the night forever staying.
For knowing that I will take care, comfort, and caress you, my dear adored flower.
Shall exist as sunlight in your nighttide era.
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