Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos
Of promises, of morning light
Talk to me in tender tones
Caress my ever aching bones
With words that speak of thoughts anew
Ones that call to me, from you
To guide me through the darkest days
Quietly, in compassionate ways
Your understanding heart, so dear
You speak the words my soul can hear
Yes! Whisper to me in the night
Of promises, of hope, of light
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