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Priory Cottage Night.
Silence, softly pressed
upon the ear
holding the grace
of night on
lamplit wing.
In amber tones
the moon shall
call the whispers
of the hour,
and bring to me
the scent of peace.
Silence, softly pressed
upon the ear
holding the grace
of night on
lamplit wing.
In amber tones
the moon shall
call the whispers
of the hour,
and bring to me
the scent of peace.
Sounds Peaceful
thanks for sharing the visit there. Idyllic! - allets -
POST 300 - CONGRATULATIONS!
Thank you, it's in a small
Thank you, it's in a small hamlet surrounded by countryside as far as one can see, thank you too for the congratulations on 300 poems, if someone said to me I would ever write that amount I would have thought them mad!