She

A Poem

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Today she weeps again
she can not feel the rain
she tries to hide the pain

she left the rosy morn
with her dreams shattered and torn
for twilight cold and lorn

she looks up to the lonely star
she came from very far
a place where dreams are

rest, rest, for evermore
let the dreams be born once more
rest, rest at the heart’s core

rise, rise, show them the might
rise, rise to wrap up the fight

The lines in italics are from the poem Dream Land by Christina Rossetti