A Window
A Window
For L. Moonchild.
Shut your window dear;
Shut it tight.
Phantoms comes from
Fields of sorrow.
Carrying terror with
Every flight.
Tie the clasp with string.
Though the pane may rattle,
And shake.
The string shan't break;
For phantoms,
Have not strength.
Kenneth Kerry.
Copyright © Kenneth Kerry | Year Posted 2014
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