Morrow
As the sunset winks,as it glitters through the horizon,
there beneath the rocks
upon the land breeze,
I sit and sigh for morrow
will be all
a formless reminiscence
of my joys and sorrows.
Winston Latanafrancia Soldevilla
Poetry by Winston Latanafrancia Soldevilla
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Written on 2007-11-24 at 18:40
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