Once upon a night
I was hit by a plight
Not knowing wrong or right
carried away far from sight
Feeling a bit sore and tight
I wished I could just fight
My heart's sorrow burning bright
scaring me to the depths of fright
Palpitations I suffer every night
stealing from me all my might
If I had just one soul to hold me tight
whispering everything will be alright..!
YOU ARE READING
The Dew in her words
PoetryA book of Poetry of all the splendid emotions of the special little heart of a girl... previously called WRITINGS OF HER
