Thursday, November 1, 2018

As Days Grow Dark


 
As days grow dark
Air chills
And birds flock
I dream of daffodils

Knowing
In my heart
There will be
Many silent nights

Before the light returns
And summer sun
Burns away the fear
We may feel at end of year.

©2018 John I. Blair 10/12/2018

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