Wishing to capture a river nearby; I spy
Owl's lurking from the bowels of a deep
Overlay of moss, where I can rest my
Drowsy eyes, awaking from this nightmare,
Sobering up, to see the sunshine once again.
^^ this whole stanza....WHOA...Just beautifully written, perfect descriptions, the readers can visualize it as well as feel it...
I sooo admire this write from you Andrea, to have written it in pain, yet end this piece in sunshine...thats beautiful.