POEM STARTER
The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place once so magical now hurt to behold.
Write a rhyming poem that ends with this line.
My Place: No Longer.
There was place I could hold within,
Where pain seemed impossible,
Where love reined an shined.
It held cherished moments
When I looked upon it.
The night sky.
Where light from stars,
And deep blue from the night
Had held it all,
The pains,
The needs,
The love
But now?
Now the sky full of stars seemed dead,
And cold.
A place that been once so magical,
Now hurt to behold.
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