I pluck a wilderness
To match the warm darkness.
I snuggle into a ball,
Feeling the cold begin to touch my head.
I squint,
There’s maybe a light,
Maybe a light.
Make me a light.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I pluck a wilderness
To match the warm darkness.
I snuggle into a ball,
Feeling the cold begin to touch my head.
I squint,
There’s maybe a light,
Maybe a light.
Make me a light.