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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1855846

Short Free Verse poem


The merry owl hoots and
moonbeams echo across
the cold river waters
as children weep
in fright
lying next to lanterns
watching the shadows dance
in the closet
from hanging cloaks
that will soon warm
their cold small frames


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