Thursday, 30 November 2023

hidden

Flowers bloom hidden, 
When the goodbyes were bidden, 
I thronged the gallery of despair,
When the roof was lit by care, 
Benevolence hung from the ceiling, 
Warmth is where I seek feeling, 
Embers from the homely coal,
I hug the dainty sunshine,
Climbing into my soul, 
At a steep slow incline.

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