Lost In The Night

 
The nights are cold and still
Though against my will.
 
In day’s gone by,
I can’t help but sigh.
 
To feel the sweetness
I would give my uniqueness.
 
To one who knows me best,
I say, my heart is an empty nest.
 
 
 
 
 
 

C . Monette

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