The Close Of Day
Tis the end of day
And the sun has begun to set
I mourn this dream
In verse I pen a wreath
To bid farewell
Soon the night shall call
In darkness I dwell
For no man can sustain alone
A love who’s heart
Has none to call upon
And none can wait forever
For hope to fulfil a dream
So it is laid to rest
That only a kiss could save
Before the close of day
poem by Matthew Holloway
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