Mind dropped into morning

Mind dropped into morning,

fell through skirts of dawn,

huddled into memory,

sheltered from the truth.

Shaken through the dreaming,

pain did litter day,

scattered through deep fearing –

hope had lost her way.

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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