Rustling leaves,
In the moonlight,
Glistening in the lunar ray,
On a moorland,
A tree is isolated away,
One sentry,
Guarding a gateway.......
Heart Break, Divorce, Survival, Personal Growth, Hope and Faith
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Torquay at Night |
The path it led to a golden beach, Rich it was under one's feet, To walk along the golden shore, Rich in shells, Washed ashore, There on...