Apr 25
A velvety canvas of black,
Midnight paper of evolving stories.
Fireside tales gifted to the mouths of those who listen.
Those who wait and watch patiently,
Those that gaze at the stars in wonder.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry For The Lost People
Poetry365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
