Grab this book here: Judy’s Poems I: Poems of Darkness, Dust, and Light
A part of this book:
Night,
dark, gloomy, cold—
wind howls outside,
rain lashes at the
windows.
Frustrated, desperate,
sad—
curling on the floor,
tears flowing, she
suffers
through a tough time.
Daybreak,
light, bright, warm—
sunshine beams outside,
branches dance in the
breeze.
Struggling up, her legs
trembling, she moves
toward the mirror, drying
tears
on her face—she
determines
to face misery.
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