Thursday, November 1, 2018

As Days Grow Dark

As days grow dark
Air chills
And birds flock
I dream of daffodils

In my heart
There will be
Many silent nights

Before the light returns
And summer sun
Burns away the fear
We may feel at end of year.

©2018 John I. Blair 10/12/2018

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