A Night Under The Stars

Where hope grows, miracles blossom.

Elna Rae
Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay
Last night i slept 
Beneath the stars.
Above the city i call home.

On a rock ledge
That gave me scars.
When i let my dreams start to roam.

It was cold out
But i didn't shout.

For i knew well
The world would tell
If something bad came about.

So i did slip
Into deep sleep.
Til the morn when i did awake.

Before the sun
Set rays on skin.

© 2020 The Poets Peace

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