Pay Heed
Morse code in my ear…that click-clicking-ticking deep down in my canal, even after I cleaned out my ears; it started after my Mother passed. It never seems to stop for very long. One day, I looked up the long and short clicks…my Lord! It was a message that actually made sense. Translated from Morse, it said; “Mamma, Harry, We watch over you; love you; watch…message; Harry.” Harry was my Mom’s only living brother, his daughter went across after that, in only a few weeks and after gamma surgery for a tumor, co-incidence? Now, years later I hear more frantic click-clicks; I must make note of as many as I can. So frantic are they.
Strange things do occur,
Natural phenomenon,
Often unexplained.
Mysteries unveiled;
Bringing changes to this world;
All life gets warnings.
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