In the midst of dark night,
With her smile so bright and
Her intentions just right they
Can cling to the last shred of might.
His head is tilted high,
As the evening grows nigh.
With one breath taking sigh,
He thinks of where his parents lie.
Her heart warms with flee
As he gets down on one knee
Thinking of what they once could be,
Living with their childrens three.
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Dreamless Nights.
PoetryA collection of poetry have written over the years, becoming more and more recent.
