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Midnight Pearl
When darkness decends in the long day's wake
Cool breezes waft and sigh a gentle sigh
The crescent moon her chosen course will take
To carve a pathway through the starlit sky
And midnight brings dreams of sweet days gone by
To fleeting a pearl, to fragile to last
Sweet days of delight and sheer youthful bliss
That purest of days in long distant past
The joy of first love, the thrill of first kiss
Is lost back in time and dim foggy mist
Margaret Foster April 2012
Contest. Russel's " Midnight Pearl "
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