Poem -

Edge of day.

author
Nardine Sanderson

Darkness fell off the edge of day into the subtle light of the drifting sun, morning dew and fairness of faith, the battle of love had won 

The guards of heaven know so well the gates hold tight those who are divine,  and only open or resist by the length of twine .

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Total votes: 3
Poetry Genre: 
Freestyle Verse
Topic: 
Love
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