Richa Mathews - Writer Portfolio
I write about art, age and affection. I write about art, age and affection.
; secret starry nightwas tucked in bed by my mother at 9.Iunusual time to sleepAnmidnight was whenasthoughts ran deep.myI questioned whyWhenmother solemnly repliedmytear filled eyes ,withdidn't grace the sky tonight”.“Starsgifted me a kiss and left my sight.Shebe she's the only star I'd see tonight.Maytossed and turned in bedIthe mystery of the dark, starless nightasthe lingering tearandmy mothers eyesinwould assure I got no sleep tonight.
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; secret starry night
was tucked in bed by my mother at 9.
I
unusual time to sleep
An
midnight was when
as
thoughts ran deep.
my
I questioned why
When
mother solemnly replied
my
tear filled eyes ,
with
didn't grace the sky tonight”.
“Stars
gifted me a kiss and left my sight.
She
be she's the only star I'd see tonight.
May
tossed and turned in bed
I
the mystery of the dark, starless night
as
the lingering tear
and
my mothers eyes
in
would assure I got no sleep tonight.
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