
While I lay on my pillow, beneath the moon's soft glow,
Listening to the raindrops dance upon my window,
I watch memories of us gently roll away,
As I drift into the night, where dreams hold sway.
While I lay on my pillow, lightning splits the sky,
Reflecting on the journey, once you and I,
Grateful for the blessings, each moment, every stride,
I kiss my babies goodnight, with love as my guide.
While I lay on my pillow, peace fills the air,
A gentle reminder, that life's burdens we bear,
With gratitude in my heart, for all that's come to light,
I close my eyes, bidding the world goodnight.
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T. E. Door
I’m a raw, introspective writer blending storytelling, poetry, and persuasion to capture love, pain, resilience, and justice. My words are lyrical yet powerful, to provoke thought, spark change, and leave a lasting impact.
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