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Midnight Maiden

The time I was born Was neither night nor morn Neither even nor dawn Nor middle afterno'n The time I first cried Was after the sun did hide 'Twas when the night died And sky was ebony dyed The time I came out Was when the moon was about When the crickets did shout In their winter hideout 08.11.2020

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Date: 8/11/2020 6:22:00 PM
This piece is so visual, so musical and so interesting!!
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Date: 8/11/2020 3:46:00 PM
Very interesting poem, Jo. I like the way you wrote this so compellingly. Well done!
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Date: 8/11/2020 4:36:00 AM
So wonderfully described, Jo..the world was blessed by a new arrival.
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Date: 8/11/2020 2:32:00 AM
What a marvelous time it was, my little sister! Your birth made it so unique! Beautifully written dearest, Jo! Hugs xxx
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