Decease of winter.
Decay left behind.
A lonely house, in darkness lies!
Surviving,
brooding,
in moon light’s shadow.
Mourning, in silence,
better days,
gone by.
By Georgianna Rivard Bravo
In Darkness, it Lies!
Decease of winter.
Decay left behind.
A lonely house, in darkness lies!
Surviving,
brooding,
in moon light’s shadow.
Mourning, in silence,
better days,
gone by.
By Georgianna Rivard Bravo
On Tiffany Creek 