Hanging onto a blue moon seeking stars on a cloudy night
None to be found
Hazy sun hides the orb of darkness and the sapphire sky
melancholic drops tumble from above
a jagged bolt of lightning splits the sky in two
thunder rumbles like a runaway train
and I, snuggled up in my bed, am lost in the midst,
absorbed by the words of the magnificent book
When I Found You
Beautifully expressed Nancy, truly fantastic. 🙂
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Thank you very much. 🙂
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