Let us write to write to the edge of town
As the rain gently touch our lips
The sun comes out brightly through yr eyes
Though, I see the horror
Of yr past on yr face
And the uncertainly of the future
But let’s live for the present
And never give up hope
As the dusk appears yonder
For tomorrow is another day
And the moonlight touches yr face
As yr features glow
The stars have crown you to sleep
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Lovely penning with great imagery full of hope.