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Apr 2013
Quiet is the evening
as darkness envelops
a once, bright sunlit day.
Tranquil, serene, emotions
slowly, tenderly, encompass
his inner being, preparing
to ease the burden
find peace, from
his hectic, stressful day.
He feels solitude and loneliness
start to creep into his thoughts.
Solitary more likely
the sense he feels.
Realizing he is alone,
no one to share the relaxation,
peacefulness, he has now found.
Soft, relaxing music
of gentle strings,
performed with the softness
of a snowflake floating
from the heavens.
He has reached his mood
no more worries, stress,
nothing, but pure peace.
For restful his mind, his spirit,
for sleep he’s finally found.
Marty Thibodaux
Written by
Marty Thibodaux  59/M/Lockport, La
(59/M/Lockport, La)   
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