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My Sister Sleeps

Beneath the pines my sister sleeps No joy or woe upon her creeps, My falling tears call out to hear Once more her voice warming my ear, Yet my sister sleeps in deep rest No voice will call her from the west, Forever unseen now she dwells There where the darkness swells and swells.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 2/26/2016 12:00:00 AM
Pierre Mhanna, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 1/4/2016 12:38:00 PM
Pierre, enjoyed reading your poem. Hugs **SKAT**
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Date: 3/26/2015 2:04:00 PM
I enjoyed this poem. Sleep is great and then you awaken.
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