And It Fell March 10, 2018March 10, 2018Chatter Master Tags: Draw, Fell, Harm, Illustrate, Night, Poetry, Prose, Softly, Soul, Weary 29 Comments And when it fell, Though I could not catch it, It did not cause harm, But landed softly Upon my weary self. When night fell. Share this:EmailPrintTweetPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...