The Falls

Shsh, listen
The gentle whispers of silence,
falling softly over the already softened hearts.
Telling tales of days gone by,
and secrets never heard.
The tears slipping ever so elegantly,
into the chasm below,
creating a mist of irony.
shsh, listen


Peggy H.

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