in shadows weep
sadness speaks of sorrow
in dreaded dreama envision what isn't
holding tight to hope
my heart faints under the pressure
parables of eternity fall from my lips
a metaphor of fate worries
it is a blackbird taken flight
with no place to land
haunting my thoughts
a sparrow sings of nightly things
while thinking on the morrow
an innocent dove flies up above dreaming of lofty things
a turn doesn't bother it is in keeping with the season of death
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sadness...

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Powerfully penned, Brenda. A very heavy write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you dearest Damian for the love and getting my write 💕