In the quiet folds of night, a whisper calls,
Soft secrets carried on the breeze’s thrall,
It dances through the trees, a gentle sigh,
Inviting dreams to sway beneath the sky.
Whispers of the Night
A place to show my work
M.A.D. Works 
a brilliantly crafted poem Missy ❤
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