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Lonesome
“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.” —Maya Angelou
Lonesomeness dreads the twinkling afore sleep falls,
Soft and soundless, blessing with the hues of night,
Rustling peace through the soul after darkness calls.
Wonders shimmering, more lovely than starlight,
In dreams, where hope’s music plays its gentle notes,
Stirring warm feelings where love’s wishes excite.
Soundless moments, revealing wise anecdotes,
In life’s songs, blushing in hues of kindest grace,
Offerings of true devotion held by quotes.
Beyond life’s forlorn prayers, silence will chase,
Trembling faith, always aware and always there,
With belief in love’s gifts, no doubt can erase.
Despite that lonesome ache, life holds no despair,
Because we know that our God is everywhere!
Copyright ©
Regina Mcintosh
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