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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Silently By Dave Stinnett We are silent people, really, and I often listen close to what my body, in it's silent way, can say my skin has never talked to me but speaks of years gone by and my hair is working quietly to gray my feet and hands are always there, they never say a word, their toes and fingers really play a part In the daily task of living, from early morning 'til late at night, they're lifelong friends, I've had them from the start. I've never seen beneath my skin but know there's something there it has a special language of it's own It tell me things, through aches and pains, and pleasures, oh too few, and remembers things I'd forgotten that I'd known It speaks to me in tingles when it likes what it has seen and tells me when it thinks it's time to go I think it's so important to respond to what it says If we didn't, many smiles would not be so. And recently, I've heard a voice, though silently, within that said, 'I think that I have been here long ago' the message from my silent heart, through beats, once slow now fast, affirms the feelings brainwaves say I know Silent voices brought me here, and probably you, too, a journey that I've loved right from the start you've become a silent part of me, like my fingers and my toes, and your essence fills the chambers of my heart.
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