i whisper
a soft word
from my heart
it is heard
by no one
not for naught
i cry
a soft tear
from my heart
it is felt
by no one
not for naught
no sorrow
tis this
no fear
…………..no pain
a soft tear
that whispers
…………..my name
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More from the playground:
count your happiness
the food
enough
to stuff everyone
plates
piled
every conceivable
dish
and delicious
they were
leaving
stomachs
over filled
overly content
thinking
1
should not eat
again
the news
turned on
to find
Gwenneth, I think this is great…each time i read it I could feel it more…..very nice ….Thank You
Thanks for posting this G. I remember …. I remember the haunting pain and my climb from the hole I was in and your never ending presence of non-judge mental friendship.