Come to me when the night is lonely
And dream of faraway places
Where teardrops dry in the sun.
Allow the cool gentle breeze of twilight time
To penetrate the corners of your mind
And blow away bad memories forever.
Then you can become free from
The dark lingering clouds of sadness
That prevents you from living your life,
With the true happiness
That you so rightly deserve.

Keep moving on towards what you really want and I will be there waiting for you.

4 thoughts on “When The Night Is Lonely

  1. Genie says:

    “Where teardrops dry in the sun.”
    Wow! Moving and inspiring.
    Fantastic poem, Ronnie.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Ronnie says:

      Thank you dear Genie.

      Like

  2. So beautiful, Ronnie. Good to find you again. Blessings.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Ronnie says:

      Thank you very much Isabella. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

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