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NIGHT THOUGHTS

When you're alone in the early hours and life seems to offer no gain

And the night wind hurls heaven's teardrops against the window pane;

When your only consolation is the memory of times long past

That seem to seek to remind you that nothing you know will last;

Then seize hold of what you knew and take your comfort there

Remembering all the good things that gave you the chance to care

For what can now be called upon to ease the troubled mind - 

The return of voices and places fondly known and for sure,you'll find

Resurgent reasons to anticipate the coming break of day

And its promise of more of the same for life to send your way.

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M.C. Newberry

Tue 7th Mar 2023 16:19

Thank you JC - and thanks to all who took the trouble to add a
"like" to the words expressed here. 😌

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John Coopey

Sat 4th Mar 2023 22:24

Poignant with a skilful turn towards hope.

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