Last Lea

Send us Fan MailLast LeaLast hours before midnight, outside it’s pouring with evening rain, the city streets swept empty with silence and reflections, everythingdrawn withinshadows, puddles of life,through this window paneAnd so to look further through my own,my  reflection, across rooftops and trees, up high,to what is hidden behind clouds of a falling windswept December sky, I’m wishing you restacross the mileswith your smile, your laughter and voice, to gladden and dispel the darkof any night,to color my dreams, lift these wings with dawnand morning above, and beyond, awakening my eyes,to the opening west and light.Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]