I felt
there was
longer night
and
shorter day,
until I realised
it wasn’t the
weather,
but the night
seems long,
when your words
like spring
of running water
stop flowing
when we
go to bed,
and the afternoon
so short,
when your
words go
to sleep
from the
swift arrival
of the night.
Ah, but 6:AM is such a glorious new time of fresh thought, isn’t it?
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JanBeek,delight reading your words.Thanks
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Beautifully written, so very expressive and delightful are your words. Just Lovely!
Yonnie💜🌸
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wow,I am honoured.Thanks
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You are welcome. Thanks so much for taking the time to read the work of others💜🙏😊
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