Kind solace comfort me
in pre dawns calm
amongst the birdsong
the terrors of the night
swept by the new dawn
Beneath your sunlit lawn
from hell and back
nightmares of this night
as you have saved
a soul not so brave
Stoic Poetry
Peace
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited)
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Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 
Reblogged this on About the Jez of It and commented:
Another splendid write from you, Stephen. Thanks for making my tea break a pleasurable one
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