On a day viciously smothered by rain Blanketed by the darkest of darkness Unsuspecting, weary, she found A glowing spot of kindness A gift of heartening words to heart taken
A much needed elixir of rejuvenation Hope held upon a hand of friendship, That scholar of anatomy... That well knew how to encourage The unraveling of wings for flight
Ohh why do your words always touch a nerve of someone thou of miles away
ha ha..there is always and have been this kind of glowing spot on that rainy
gloomy day..where you are blinded by showers of rain on a dark day,and all alone
and so cold ,no one to hear,lots to fear ,no words always liked to touch your ears,bring some warmth,feel secure and easy..it was never that easy,still you will always find that glowing spot..
lovely write
Ohh why do your words always touch a nerve of someone thou of miles away
ha ha..there is always and have been this kind of glowing spot on that rainy
gloomy day..where you are blinded by showers of rain on a dark day,and all alone
and so cold ,no one to hear,lots to fear ,no words always liked to touch your ears,bring some warmth,feel secure and easy..it was never that easy,still you will always find that glowing spot..
lovely write
“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde
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