Night
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night is the time that we close our eyes for dreams
and we dream of the beautiful and the sad
we gather memories that drift on moon beams
night is a time to repose with our sorrow and weep
as we recall the graves of our memory
all those gone- who still in our hearts we keep
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November 2, 2020
Poetry/Rhyme/night
Copyright Protected, ID 11-1299-789-02
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE(37)
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 11/3/20
Honorable Mention
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2020
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