When darkness invades
I will lighten the edges
Cradle in my arms
Moments transcending
I will look to the skies
Tenderly remembering
The clouds with their whisper
Upon Heaven entering.
I will hold but gently
Your fingers weak grasp
As the world and its horror
Slowly is passed
Into a light
So bright to be seen
I will give you my Heaven
Upon me you lean.
It is written in thought
Its ink unseen
Upon hidden paper
As if in a dream
Take my hand now
Dont be afraid
As darkness it falls
For me be brave.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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