Silence
In the light
the fog recedes
this gentle grace
as it seems
the smell of dew
on the leaves
In gentle silence
nothing screams
I am one
an open sore
cut it out
I'll grow more
But all is gone
faint to see
this now gentle silence
has laid grace on me
Copyright: Hope Is Fragile
Written By Mike Greenrefused01@hotmail.com
In the light
the fog recedes
this gentle grace
as it seems
the smell of dew
on the leaves
In gentle silence
nothing screams
I am one
an open sore
cut it out
I'll grow more
But all is gone
faint to see
this now gentle silence
has laid grace on me
Copyright: Hope Is Fragile
Written By Mike Greenrefused01@hotmail.com
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Wow. Lots of Poets today. Welcome to SG and enjoy your stay.
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