Lily Grace

Joined April 2020

3 stories

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"Hail Earendil, brightest of angels,

above the middle-earth sent unto men,

and true radiance of the sun,

bright above the stars - "

- Crist of Cynewulf

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The wind blew softly through blades of grass As horse walked steadily down the hill. His rider, who meant only that field to pass,
By Lily Grace5 years ago in Poets
Under the Same Sun
What joy it is to be alive, and under the same sun as thee. Sweet rays bless us as we thrive, enabling us to live in harmony.
By Lily Grace5 years ago in Poets
By Word of Deed
The leaves they fell like golden stars, some shone as suns, others red as Mars. A gentle wind blew them around, as trees, with sighs, released their crowns.
By Lily Grace5 years ago in Poets