The darkness falls in upon me,
surrounding, enclosing.
It comforts, enfolds, enraptures.
It's warm and cool,
gentle and peaceful.
I sleep.
I dream.
This world belongs to me.
Why clamor for the light when the dark suits me so?
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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