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The Night Is Darkening Around Me

The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow ;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow ;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below ;
But nothing drear can move me :
I will not, cannot go.

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Comments (6)

Here here, hail to Duncan! And many others on here. You are true stars! Thank you all. Sylvia great words spoken. x0x
A splendid tribute to a wonderful man! I know they feeling when he sends his caring messages it always makes me smile no matter what kind of day I am having! Well Done! Patricia Gale
Nice tribute here Sylvia.Duncan is a great poet and writes from the heart.He is also very supportive of others and his help and assistance is always appreciated. Sid John.
Duncan is a delight...what a lovely tribute, Sylvia!
Get off he's mine sylvia! lol Wonderful poem for a wonderful poet and even more wonderful friend, Tai
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