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    A White Horse Poem Book: Wild Horse Series, #2
    A White Horse Poem Book: Wild Horse Series, #2
    A White Horse Poem Book: Wild Horse Series, #2
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    A White Horse Poem Book: Wild Horse Series, #2

    By Allison Rainne

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    The lighter side of my poetry. Some may make you smile or reach for a tissue. Some may do both. Nothing scary here though. BOO! Just kidding.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAllison Rainne
    Release dateOct 27, 2016
    ISBN9781540142870
    A White Horse Poem Book: Wild Horse Series, #2
    Author

    Allison Rainne

    Life long writer of short stories and poetry from as far back as her grade school years. Was forced to retire from a 25 year career as a Paramedic due to a debilitating systemic disorder that also involves her brain, that remains to be a mystery to her team of doctors. Although she would rather be on an ambulance with lights and sirens screaming, she now has time to get her many files together for print and time to write more.

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      A White Horse Poem Book - Allison Rainne

      A Midnight’s Minute

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      Midnight blue and deep purple sky

      Stars dance on high

      Soft breezes blow

      Firefly glow

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      In distant night call of an owl

      Nocturnal prowl

      Scavenge for food

      Care for their brood

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      Nature prepares for a new day

      Each long night’s play

      Last act is done

      Angel

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      Angel picks up her paint brush

      a picture without words floods the canvas

      violets and blues dance as if fairies in the woods

      greens and yellows grow and flourish

      she smiles as she paints

      her heart is filled as is the canvas

      with pride, she sets her new piece to dry in a sunbeam

      as she walks away, her wings rustle in the breeze

      As I Lay Me Down I Weep

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      As I lay me down I weep

      Sweet memories invade my sleep

      Of you and I and days gone by

      When tears of joy I’d often cry

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      I close my eyes to see your face

      You smile at me my heart does race

      For a moment pain subsides

      My heart repair you do provide

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      If only I could touch you now

      Run my finger ‘cross your brow

      Tell you you’re whom I adore

      I’ve never loved another more

      At the Water's Edge

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      Placid pools in moonlight shine

      No movement to be seen

      Quiet almost palpable

      Cool and so serene

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      Rain begins sending waves

      Slowly across the surface

      Droplets fall and ripple out

      As if the sky were weeping

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      Thunder crash and lightning strike

      Water falls to earth

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