Poem -

The wild hillside.

The wild hillside.

Little ray of dear delight
captured further, near
In sight - the golden hour of daylights breath
Inviting night a longing death'

With angel hailos and silver wing' a moment's glory, a captive spring

Each colour and hue
In eyes reside, the pathway the valley
The wild hillside.

 

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sarah harry

its beautifully written,like to flow of words 

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deano

Thank you Sarah ❤️😊

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