Soft the Light Glows in Yonder Window, Filling and Calling to the Heart in me, Fair the Dream Abiding within, Always Kept so far from me. Dreams are Golden Flagrant Flowers, Shifting in the Dappled Night, Yet when the Waiting turns Days from Hours, Sweetest Patience bears a stinging Bite. Hope Springs full in Gilded […]

via FridayFeyDay – In Perfect Time – #Poetry of #Love — Booknvolume

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