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In the Silence

in the silence of the night when no one is awake the loneliness is deafening and the clock stands still at times like this we think death may come and take away the weak but we know better death is much sneakier stealth robbing cradles and many not ready merciless it decimates ruthless and unmerciful AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Posted on January 11, 2019

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Timothy Mcguire

Date: 1/18/2019 10:15:00 PM

Scary Sobering, the hard facts of life that I pray few of us feel.

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/18/2019 11:14:00 PM

Yes indeed. These thoughts should be few and far between. Thanks for your most appreciated visit and comment, Timothy.

M. L. Kiser

Date: 1/12/2019 7:09:00 AM

This, too, is true. Well penned.

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/12/2019 3:48:00 PM

Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, ML.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/11/2019 11:26:00 PM

You, Line, have a clear understanding of the sneakiness of death. "robbing cradles" - exactly, but no one likes to speak of that, so I am glad you knew it was needed in this wonderful poem.

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/12/2019 7:13:00 AM

Thank you so much, Caren, for your most appreciated visit and comment.