Quiet Night
A child of the mind
The morning comes
On wings of time
Past and present
Evermore
The future will arise
With time the mind
May falter
Memories to fade
Reflections become dim
To wane
The heart on quiet night
Copyright © Terry Noack | Year Posted 2013
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