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Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Secret Silence

In the darkness she waits
Her secrets shroud in silence
You who know all reveal nothing
The one with answers is dead in the silence
She took them with her to the grave
Silent as a rock
You who are my ancestor, in the ground
One who I never met yet love, so dearly
I see myself in the pictures of you, your face so kind
Your spirit is so good
You are my angel, my blessing.

1 comment:

  1. this poem morphed into two different subjects haha.

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