…Perhaps I’m lucky I don’t have one And I have to find a spark, A match, A candle, An electric torch. Sitting here in near-darkness, all alone, I’m forced to find my own lights, yet again; To brighten up this room and my soul –…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
…Perhaps I’m lucky I don’t have one And I have to find a spark, A match, A candle, An electric torch. Sitting here in near-darkness, all alone, I’m forced to find my own lights, yet again; To brighten up this room and my soul –…