Dark Night


Life had been hard for her
in past times
And she had forsaken her will.

She was waiting for a hard knock
on the door
Saying fate could breathe life in her still.

She thought that the door may be
forever closed
Locking her in the dark night.

She didn’t realize it was just she alone
That could open the door
to the light…

© DiAnne Ebejer


About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at dianneebejer.wordpress.com. I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" diannesthingsat.wordpress.com used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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3 Responses to Dark Night

  1. Something we often forget, thank you for the lovely reminder!

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