Echoes

Echoing riddles
That never end
All I've seen
Never makes sense to me
Trees of endless shades
Fields of silver 
Secrets whispered in newborn ears
Human fears
Regurgitated upon broken years
A life uncommon feels so near.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Freeman Avatar
August 16, 2009 at 1:36 PM
Good expressions of the inner self, the soul is the poet. Sincerely Moses
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