Silent Whispers

December 18, 2008
By Amanda Wheeler, Mendon, MI

Wondering lost times
Given a moment to break
A wondering last rhyme
Which waits in silent whispers

A broken glass sits
On snow covered waters edge
A small beat that hits
For a beautiful glisten

Two moons combine in the mist
And two hearts lay forever
With a melody drawing the mist
Among the silent whispers

And a day erupts in time
To bring the waiting minds
In darkness lies a crime
For not the silent whispers

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