The Night Writes Itself
I am awoken
In the wee quiet hours
By the noise of my thoughts
I write to remember
I write so that I won’t forget
Hoping these thoughts aren’t lost
I write at night
To still my frantic mind
So that I might sleep once more
The night writes itself
Words: ©2019LCR
Image: CCO
Image: CCO
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Beautiful write Lori , love the Picture , compliments the words ...........well done
ReplyDeleteThank you Raven Heart. When inspiration wants to be heard I guess one must listen even if it is at 4 A.M. I did like how well the picture fit the words. Good serendipity.
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