It wasn’t the roar of wind nor the silence of the hills.
The emptiness inside is what I truly feel.
Cattails in a marsh , Daisy’s in a field, natures blend with
love is a dramatic thrill.
Unshared the moment, goes without much fanfare, as God meant
for love to always be shared.
The world closing in , does anyone care? I’m fighting for the moment
my soul will be spared.
Hold me through the night, only if you dare. The test of life ongoing
feels like solitaire.
The flowers in the vase a reminder dear, how beautiful is life when
someone dares to care.
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