The Gate
Here at the end
I think of friends
It feels so grand
Here for a while
I feel fond style
It makes me smile
Here in this place
I find a space
It feels like grace
Here at the start
I know my heart
It syncs clear art
Here at the gate
I meet dear fate
It's not too late
Leon Enriquez
07 June 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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