Wednesday, July 20, 2011

In all the silence of forgotten things

In a sense we plant
our love each night
in soil and water
patient with our fears
In all the silence of
forgotten things
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3 comments:

Psycho Babbling Basher said...

Loving this ... very loving words.

rivercat said...

thnx PBB!:)

TheBlogWriter8 said...

So true. This really made me wonder. We're a patient lot, all of us.