What do I see in my bed?
little worries gathered by my head
they cloud on pillows
their groans- eerie billows

determined to fill me with dread

I plead for all to leave
Alas, unto me they cleave

determined to fill me with dread

©Vivian Zems

Lillian hosts dVerse tonight with a call to use the word: ‘Gather’ in a quadrille (44 words).

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