Grasping TwilightA Poem by Rita L. Sev***This morning I was six years old, to
misery immune but as each moment came to pass, I’d
grown by afternoon now as dusk descends her veil I
day-dream in the twilight, while grasping sun and clouds and stars… how
old I’ll be tonight © 2014 Rita L. SevReviews
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Added on July 25, 2014Last Updated on July 25, 2014 AuthorRita L. SevPhiladelphia, PAAboutPLEASE READ THIS BEFORE "FRIENDING" ME: I am happy to be sharing my poems (and occasional stories) and thrilled to be reading fellow authors. About Friend Requests - It is wise to READ some of .. more..Writing
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