Silver Lining on the Floor

Silver lining on the floor
Darkened shadows upon my pillow
Night creeps away
When birds are singing
I miss the frostiness of dreams.

Hence the day it seems
More visual than ever
Blue skies shady
When birds are silenced
Where are my sad dreams of doom?

        © Séamus Kennan / 2017

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