Her anguish blasted...
It was a
The tempest ends...
Relief quickly follows. Exhausted. Calm.
Now, she sleeps.
Written 17th October 2021
For the Lune (mixed pair) Poetry Contest
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Copyright © Natasha L Scragg | Year Posted 2021
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