Tag: mood
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Misty Morn, Not Forlorn
Awoke by a dream where.. Dad and I were playing, Have started moving the pieces, His, white, mine, black, Didn’t finish as my eyes widely opened. Quite dark room, with an aunt beside, Sleeping so sweetly, all calm, Got up and greeted uncle, ‘Good morning,’ As he made a cup of coffee, some cream and…