Waiting late at night,
For the suns first rays,
To break the midnight sky,
As the mockingbird flys,
High in the beams,
Of dawns first light...
About the Creator
Cassie Ritch
I'm a writer of poetry, I don't write to any specific patterns or topics, I just write what feels right to me. Hopefully you all enjoy it too.
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