Lulls





Years go by

whistle ghost trains

Tears to cry

Crossing lost plains

Who knows why

strange haunting strains

Lullaby

sung as it rains




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Written on 2025-12-29 at 03:32

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Most of my travelling memories are of crossing seas, no plains in sight. It is nice to picture your journey even though it sounds as if it was a sad one. Blessings, Allen
2025-12-29