The Man 4
don’t be sad
my dearest sun
the moon is here
to share your light..
night looks forlorn
lack of glaring shine
billows appear gloomy
warning of a lonely night..
when hope appears doubtful
and your feelings are hurt
no one listens, no one cares
just wait till the morning comes
i will bring all the hopes
reveal the unspoken words
and untie your worries...
poem by Lady Grace
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