At timesA Poem by Linda alexander
At times I believe moon light is not mine
The bright warm sunshine belongs to some The soft breeze is for caressing a stranger It is hard to believe these are for all including myself
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1 Review Added on January 6, 2022 Last Updated on January 6, 2022 AuthorLinda alexanderNew Hyde Park, NYAboutI am a writer and I used to write since I was nineteen years old. I grew up in a house with huge library. I read some of those books to be accurate I will say very few. I saw individuals reading day a.. more.. |

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