Little bird

by Black hole   Nov 8, 2017


Sweetheart, let me sing you a lullaby
on a night of November.
Do not fear of this loneliness,
I will always be with you - remember.

I know we are far from the lights,
but if death comes I will warn her.
Pumpkin, do not forget,
I am your lantern even in the darkest corner.

In this melancholy of the Autumn,
I paint roses with tears of the moon.
Oh Moon-flower, once the spring comes;
little buds won't take much longer to bloom.

Hey Little bird, hold my hand
and try to fall in your pearly glow sleep.
You will fly once again at oceans' end; your
dreams reach the shores - nothing is to weep.

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  • 6 days ago

    by Black hole

    Thanks for the wishes

  • 1 week ago

    by Brenda

    Naazz, congrats on your front page write !

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    by Dagmar Wilson

    Congrats on your win

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    by Kitty Cat Lady

    A well deserved win :-) Congrats! :-)
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  • 1 week ago

    by Michael

    BH :)

    Such a deserved front page, I missed this but just read and truly beautiful
    Well done and congratulations
    Michael :)

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