PoetryLullabies ne’er a night the stars grow dimas innocents hover in sapphire skiessilvered-lined clouds cast radiance where darkness once existed fairies stage a magical moonbow as the night moves to greet the day -Eugenia featured image – Pixabay Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInTumblrPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related 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 View all posts by Eugenia
A beautiful poem Eugenia
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Thank you, Sadje.
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You’re welcome
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A fanciful and charming post, Eugi! ❤
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Thank you. Cheryl! 💖
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Love it🧚♀️
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Thank you, Tanya!
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Beautifully ethereal.
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Thank you, VJ.
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Welcome!
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