Light
A candle flame flickers smiles at me
The sun descends to the horizon so free
The moon prepares to show its face
Another night to be seen, from place to place
The sky shines, as the day says goodbye
Setting upon white birch trees where birds fly
I want these words to bring the light to you
Hear them, feel them, so they resonate through!
Heidi Sands
10/8/21
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2021
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