Withered Life Starts With A Blooming Lullaby

It was that fatal nightWhen the fullmoon dreamy-eyedRose from the wavesBeyond the porch where the story began A painter of greatest blueEnchanted by piano and the moonDreamed across the tale A lonely poetLost child’s lullabyHis dear home turned into ashes A tale for a heart long goneI’m drowning in the waves far from white shoresMyContinue reading “Withered Life Starts With A Blooming Lullaby”

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