2 months ago
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2 months ago
After the Storm
It was a warm fall night,
And scattered around the ground were leaves,
As the wind blew the empty tree's gently in the breeze.
Whispers could be heard as wolves were howling steadily.
The moon was bright, the shadows were mysterious.
The laughter's slowly diminished as the fog rolled in.
The land grew dark, the shadows not as sharp,
But the waves kept moving peacefully -in and out.-
The tide was high, the moon was full but slightly hidden in this merely fog that had moved on shore.
Clouds slowly part as the stars can be seen, lighting the colours of the forest.
As our boat entered the harbour's lights, we knew we were finally home; safe and sound!
Our journey has come to an end on this warm fall night, so we thought...
It was a warm fall night,
And scattered around the ground were leaves,
As the wind blew the empty tree's gently in the breeze.
Whispers could be heard as wolves were howling steadily.
The moon was bright, the shadows were mysterious.
The laughter's slowly diminished as the fog rolled in.
The land grew dark, the shadows not as sharp,
But the waves kept moving peacefully -in and out.-
The tide was high, the moon was full but slightly hidden in this merely fog that had moved on shore.
Clouds slowly part as the stars can be seen, lighting the colours of the forest.
As our boat entered the harbour's lights, we knew we were finally home; safe and sound!
Our journey has come to an end on this warm fall night, so we thought...
