A Name
Summoned from above she was one who would never be left behind
The wind whispered her name
when I was looking down
in the pools of gray
as if yesterday
had no lasting say
There were ripples pushing out to shore
and life had no knowledge
of what would be in store
words slipping into my mind
as I was slipping into her
a symphony of dreams
endlessly playing
no beating about
the bush
branching off
the road lead me home
and in the silence
I heard her name
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