Butterfly. POEM 7/midsummers
Midsummers eve,
There is a quiet a stillness
As the wolves watch
And the breeze ruffles
The leaves in the trees,
The animals know,
Their eyes are bright and keen
Watch them move,
Watch them as they watch us
The moon is high
As the winds whistle,
I think of you,
I think of her
We are all one tonight
And the veil is thin
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Hazel ettridge
Thu 21st Jun 2018 07:35
The veil is thin- nice line.