They blow in the breeze, Gently caressing our hearts And soothing our soul. It's touch lasts forever: Silent whispers. Secrets known to no other. Hidden, deep within the darkness. They're like a soft, comforting melody That echoes through the night: Silent whispers. They can't be heard, Nor are they seen, But reach you hand out, Just a little... Can you feel them? Silent whispers. You long to hear what the whispers say, Long to know what secrets they hold, But how will you ever know If they cannot be heard? Silent whispers. Go ahead and try to hear them... Find out their secrets... Listen to the thoughts Ticking away in your mind... Those are the silent whispers.
I like the title....good poem as well.....hmmm...can't really say why but I really like this one....once again good job sis....*hug*...
