05-22-2024, 02:04 PM
A Waning Concession
Little tokens in a pale,
he watches as they drop
down the well.
They were all that could be found
by the moon's light, shimmering among
white pebbles along the the shore.
Enough for tonight;
hopefully there will be more
tomorrow.
Little tokens in a pale,
he watches as they drop
down the well.
They were all that could be found
by the moon's light, shimmering among
white pebbles along the the shore.
Enough for tonight;
hopefully there will be more
tomorrow.