A Solitary Place
Sailing back to the other side
a solitary place
so far Away
Beyond the morning dawn
a crescent moon hangs
upon a saffron sky
Under a weeping willow
rolling beauty tumbles from hill tops high
And all I can think about is a love story
just you and I
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2023
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