Violets are Blue
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Late one winter evening,
Silence presented herself at my door
wanting refuge for the night
and perhaps something more.
She brought a few things with her,
it didn't look like much
but soon she filled corners and niches
that had been neglected, forgotten and such.
Silence and I stood in the hallway
She unlocked what my heart had clasped
Silence filled the space between us
my heart breathed...
peace at last
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