One Night’s Peace The wind blew through her golden hair and the moonlight touched her face. She’s spent many an evening here obscured by nights embrace. The days are long and the road’s been hard, but still, this silent time reminds her of just why she’s here as thoughts run through her mind. The hour is late the dark brings peace to an otherwise turbulent soul. And once in a while you’ll see her smile in the shadows flashing gold….
Reason for writing:
It's a poem about myself after finding an evening of peace standing in the shadows of my window late at night and feeling the wind blowing on my face.Birth sign: Not entered
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