Poetry

Lullabies

ne’er a night the stars grow dim

as innocents hover in sapphire skies

silvered-lined clouds cast radiance

where darkness once existed

fairies stage a magical moonbow

as the night moves

to greet the day

-Eugenia

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Published by Eugenia

"For last year's words belong to last year's language. And next year's words await another voice." — T.S. Eliot

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