Poem -

Watchman of the night.

There's something beautiful about the moon
like the watchman of the night, although the darkness sees the light

It Sees the dark the same, I can't express my deepest sorrows
Or how it feels to be
a star - gazing down upon the earth
To places near and far

I do wonder why there is suffering, when voices
silent go unheard

Aren't we all important
Don't we have a say

Just like the sound of a little bird - who's song
Rings in the day

There's something precious about the dawn
When breaking waves
Touch golden sand

Like the light comes reaching, and guides you by the hand

No matter what you've been through, no matter how long the sorrows led

There's always this to remember, like skin a snake must shed

We must grow together
We can transform, and love abide

We can build new values together, old outdated
Ones aside

We can let go of heartache, whatever that keeps us down

We can rebuild our future
A smiling face, where once a frown.

 

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Angel

Lovely poem enjoyed reading angel 

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