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Darkest Of Days, When His Ship Finally Came Home A wicked chill, even her house could feel its creep Tho' silence would not hear its horrific demands. A dark dream, had awakened her from her deep sleep, With it, she felt blight and doom had come to her lands. Day's first somber hour, her heart felt its evil threats, As old clock ticked away with a deafening roar. She recited morning prayers, to hedge all her bets, Went into dirty streets to give aid to the poor. An angel waiting for ship to arrive in port, Heart and soul knew, he had been away far too long. Homecoming, one she prayed weather could not abort, Time flew by, to docks she raced, love singing its song. Faith, love and hope filled all her lonesome, aching heart, With such promises, her wanting nights had been spent. Sun shown bright, her heart suddenly felt a new start With merriest of thoughts, onto the docks she went. Crowd hovering around a blanketed body there Suddenly her heart felt greatest of her dark fears Please she prayed,"If its him, tis more than I can bear" Then she saw, her feet felt wet of her falling tears. She had ran away, falling down to cry and pray Looking back, at his ship's flag wave, in wafting wind. Yet no answer came, Fate had had its dark death way Answering her cries," Please Lord, let this nightmare end". A wicked chill, even her house could feel its creep Tho' silence would not hear its horrific demands. A dark dream, had awakened her from her deep sleep, With it, she felt blight and doom had come to her lands. Day's first somber hour, her heart felt its evil threats, As old clock ticked away with a deafening roar. She recited morning prayers, to hedge all her bets, Went into dirty streets to give aid to the poor. An angel waiting for ship to arrive in port, Heart and soul knew he had been away far too long. Homecoming, one she prayed weather could not abort, Time flew by, to docks she raced, love singing its song. Robert J. Lindley, 2-19-2018 Rhyme 12/12,(When Fate Speaks) NOTE- This was completed this morn, written from an old poem fragment from back in , April 2001. I am trying to finish many of my great many old poem fragments , before my time arrives , as Fate waits for no man!!

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Darkest of Days, When His Ship Finally Came Home

Darkest Of Days, When His Ship Finally Came Home A wicked chill, even her house could feel its creep Tho' silence would not hear its horrific demands. A dark dream, had awakened her from her deep sleep, With it, she felt blight and doom had come to her lands. Day's first somber hour, her heart felt its evil threats, As old clock ticked away with a deafening roar. She recited morning prayers, to hedge all her bets, Went into dirty streets to give aid to the poor. An angel waiting for ship to arrive in port, Heart and soul knew, he had been away far too long. Homecoming, one she prayed weather could not abort, Time flew by, to docks she raced, love singing its song. Faith, love and hope filled all her lonesome, aching heart, With such promises, her wanting nights had been spent. Sun shown bright, her heart suddenly felt a new start With merriest of thoughts, onto the docks she went. Crowd hovering around a blanketed body there Suddenly her heart felt greatest of her dark fears Please she prayed,"If its him, tis more than I can bear" Then she saw, her feet felt wet of her falling tears. She had ran away, falling down to cry and pray Looking back, at his ship's flag wave, in wafting wind. Yet no answer came, Fate had had its dark death way Answering her cries," Please Lord, let this nightmare end". A wicked chill, even her house could feel its creep Tho' silence would not hear its horrific demands. A dark dream, had awakened her from her deep sleep, With it, she felt blight and doom had come to her lands. Day's first somber hour, her heart felt its evil threats, As old clock ticked away with a deafening roar. She recited morning prayers, to hedge all her bets, Went into dirty streets to give aid to the poor. An angel waiting for ship to arrive in port, Heart and soul knew he had been away far too long. Homecoming, one she prayed weather could not abort, Time flew by, to docks she raced, love singing its song. Robert J. Lindley, 2-19-2018 Rhyme 12/12,(When Fate Speaks) NOTE- This was completed this morn, written from an old poem fragment from back in , April 2001. I am trying to finish many of my great many old poem fragments , before my time arrives , as Fate waits for no man!!