NO SUNSHINE, NO UNICORNS…

poetry 1 Minute
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At the edge of a cliff,
I stand tall and still.
Would you love me,
Of your will?
Blue sky has turned to grey,
White doves numb from sleep.
Would you walk by,
Watch me weep?
I am clothed in deep hurt,
Thorns grow at my side.
Would you stay or,
Run and hide?
Scout the board of real life,
Like a game of chess.
Queen! Come shield me,
From this mess.
Don't leave me at this edge,
I stand tall and still.
Love me the same,
With free will...

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.

Published by Monica St Hillaire

I LOVE WRITING. ESPECIALLY POEMS FOR KIDS. PRACTICING MY HAIKU THAT I ALSO LOVE.BOTH TRADITIONAL AND NON TRADITIONAL.I INTEND TO SHARE MY PASSION ON THIS BLOG. I HOPE TO MAKE ALL ENTERTAINING AS MUCH AS I CAN. JOIN ME IN MY JOURNEY.....

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