A hollow in the chest
like a dove empty nest
a breath rising, falling
like gentle snow
no sound nor sight
a dream dissolving
in a gleam of sunlight
at dawn.
Madeleine
Beaufishblues
Love give Life its purpose and Joy
A hollow in the chest
like a dove empty nest
a breath rising, falling
like gentle snow
no sound nor sight
a dream dissolving
in a gleam of sunlight
at dawn.
Madeleine
