Amity

out of this world

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Sprite

Upon the clouded hill
stood a lamppost new
shining brightly,
calming the treacherous night
Its brilliance
caught her sight
Her weary heart gained strenght,
temporary relief from her plight
The tempestuous wind
thunderously slapped around
Tossing her left and right
as she clambered the summit.
Unwavering, stood the sprite,
the lamp upon the hill.

Addiction

  

This is for all the poets

Thanks for sharing your beautiful works.

Keep the fire burning.

Poetry is not dead👌

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