The dusk, wearied, Handed over to the dawn, Who from the halt, carried His light to the lawn. He stirred thus, Yawned and rolled over. He wanted to sit up, But he was yet to settle the bearer. There was a knock, That flung open his eyes. And again, a second knock. “Who is there?ContinueContinue reading “The Girl Next Door Iii”
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The Girl Next Door Ii
Alone in his room, Seated with her in his thought. He allowed his heart to fume, As her sight again he sought. “Come to think of it” He muttered. Having his heart tamed. “Does she even know my name? ” That could be the worst thing. He shoved that thought off. That could mar hisContinueContinue reading “The Girl Next Door Ii”
Ancestral Trail 