Form: Cyrch a chwta
I won’t be back home tonight
I’m bidding farewell to light
Of summer days that shined bright
As shorter days now take flight
Moon shines down at her king’s plight
I’m losing the strength to fight
As seasons turn, I give love
To her above, queen of night
© JG Farmer 2019
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I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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