In the quiet of the evening, I find my peace, A world of my own, where worries cease. No ties to bind, no hearts to mend.
In solitude, I find a friend.
The freedom to wander, to dream, to explore, No expectations, no closed doors. A journey of self, a path to tread, With every step, a new story is read.
In the stillness, I hear my own voice, In the silence, I make my own choice. No need to hurry, no need to hide, In my own company, I take pride.
For being single is not being alone, It’s a time to cherish, a time to own. A dance with life, a solo song, In my own rhythm, I belong.
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Author:
DLewis88 (
Offline) - Published: August 12th, 2024 17:27
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
A rhyme pattern that I chose to use in tomorrows poem. A great message and done so well
Thank you
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