![]() Room With A ViewA Poem by Chris Shaw
You promised me a sunset,
a view of pastel hues. Soft candied pinks and violets between the gold and blues. No finer gift was given of shades both dark and light, as dusk brings down its curtains and day paves way for night. I'm grateful for the giving, my thoughts conveyed and spoken. I wish we could have shared it, these words a simple token.
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19 Reviews Added on February 19, 2019 Last Updated on February 19, 2019 Author![]() Chris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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