Silence
I sit in silence in a dim lit mood,
while into the darkness I cast my stare.
The rain tapping on my window intrudes,
upon such a night too lonely to share.
My thoughts then turn to the passing of time,
memories hidden in forgotten tears.
Catching small glimpses of moments sublime,
as faces and places bookmark the years.
Pondering the past becomes an escape,
from the prison of the day to day grind.
Pleasant old memories will soon reshape,
when altered by a half-truth telling mind.
As I sit in quiet darkness alone,
I wonder who else the silence has drawn.
2/19/19
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