{glimmering lights}
when the city lights start glimmering,
as the sun curtsies upon her descent,
it’s another reminder,
that the most beautiful lights are borne in darkness,
lights of hope,
that remain unnoticeable in daylight.
–e.l. jayne
Poems & Prose
The finest part about poetry is the accentuated emphasis of the individual word; the epitome of less is more.
Poems & Prose 
Immediately made me think of this:
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Sometimes we don’t see the beauty that’s right in front of us, eh?
Thank you for another miniature adventure through verse. 😊
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Well you’re pretty much my biggest fan! Thank you so much for taking the time to read my work, it really means so much to me ❤
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