The Dreamers Left

Poem By kethozelie paunuo

Days look clumsy and drowsy,
Time move slow but wind still blows,
In thoughts one fancy,
The gone days that still glows.

Aghast I stood lonely,
To see them haste in the morn,
O'er unseen path they march hap'ly n boldly,
While I lone long mourn.

The moon once again shine,
Bright upon the weary murky world,
Joy was once mine,
Under the moonlight with the promised word.

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