Poem -
That middle of the night 🌚
Time races thru the day, yet it crawls through the night
Adding to uncertainties and that unforeseen blight
Where one lies in languish alone in one’s bed
Conjuring cruel curses that clog up a head
But as soon as the Pigeons “Coo Coo” in the morning
When the sun is a’rising and a new day is a’dawning
We forget all those fears from the middle of the night
Ready to face a brand new day and feeling alright…
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Comments
wonderful poem as always
good morning Jill let
know if you get the new placeÂ
I wont find out today coz more ppl in for it
it is only rental in Seahouses n it is so busy ❤️