She wants to hold on to the nights
And ride the days;
She wants to taste the harbor lights
And feel their rays
That spread out through the evening fog
And frame the shore,
That keep the weary from the bog,
And maybe more.
She wanted to hold on to you,
To see the dawn —
But lies were all you knew, and so
She’s moving on
Awesome picture…and poem, of course.
Thank you.
You’re welcome.
I painted that picture using only a paper towel and a pine cone.
You amaze me daily with your talented self.
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Beautiful lines there…..