The Galaxy of Poetry
In midnight's embrace, we find solace,
In stardust whispers, we find grace.
A tapestry woven with care,
In the cosmic dance, we find our place.
Memories sparkle like distant stars,
Intricate tales written in cosmic scars.
A language of the universe, divine,
In every verse, a celestial sign.
So let us bask in the glow,
Of this poetic celestial show.
For in these words, we find our home,
In the galaxy of poetry, we're never alone.
Copyright © Cohen Bedard | Year Posted 2024
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