As every light in the house is out, the only light comes from the candles that burn bright. As we say, they are good buys until we meet again one day on the other side. I will hold you so close in my heart until we are reunited. I know you are looking over us from above the skies, where there's no more pain, sadness, suffering, just love, peace, and joy - something this world needs more of. -
Leann-2025
YOU ARE READING
Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
