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Publishing a poetry book and chose this poem to be in it! Wish me luck, friends! :")
Publishing a poetry book and chose this poem to be in it! Wish me luck, friends! :")
I just thought I'd explain really quick that I have not been able to post on apricotpie for a while, due to a full schedule which included 4H. I have been writing some, but only poetry, and I will be leaving Tuesday to work at camp Barakel for two weeks, so I will basically be pretty innactive for a while. But, I will continue to write, and you can count on a chapter or two of each of my stories as soon as I get back. So, anyways... Here's a poem I wrote today...
Dearest…
Here's a little poem I wrote that I hope ya'll enjoy! Also, for those of you who didn't know, I wrote a second part to Amira.
JOYFUL MORNING
How long the night has been, Mother,
When will it be day?
Sorrow fills my mind;
Is the darkness here to stay?
Nay, my child, the night must end,
The sun shall rise once more;
There shall be a joyful morning
Of this I am sure.
Mother, the moon is clouded,
The stars I cannot see;
How can you trust the sunrise
Dear child, hearken now
Thy thoughts hear wilts
Thou forget
The tempest thou bore
In thy song ever more
Now sing thyself asleep
With no wind or bird
To answer thy cry
Now search thee through the night
Till dismal bongs awaken thou slumber
I’ll sing thee a song
A song of the bread maker
And the song of the weaver
The song of the sailor
And the song of a tea maker
Dream thyself asleep
But hark! the words of a song