she sits by the old tree
waiting..
a tiny girl in tears.
wrapping her arms around her knees
she embraces the ache of fear
there's a light in a cottage so near
casting soft shadows on a moonlit face
voices serenade the darkness
inflaming the embers
of a belonging so close,
but never close enough...
for her to reach
{{{{{{{{Grace}}}}}}}}
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