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You know nothing of the darkness.
by David Milligan-Croft.
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You were born into this world
on a glorious summer’s morning,
when the days are long
and the air is filled
with the scent of honeysuckle.
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And you left it before Selene
ever had a chance to drive her chariot
over the horizon to welcome in the night.
You know nothing of the darkness
that came before, or after, you were born.
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David Milligan-Croft
Thereisnocavalry 
That’s wonderful.
Thank you 😊 that’s very much appreciated 👍
Beautifully written, but so, so sad. I may be mistaken, but my interpretation is of a newborn who died. 💔
You are absolutely right, Mary. Thank you for your kind words ❣️
You’re very welcome, David.