Silent Times
Stay awhile . . .
Your eyes are sad,
I’ve talked too much
And never heard
The silence of your words.
The sadness of your laughter
Escaped me for a time
. . . But, now . . .
I see the aching of your heart
Reflected in
The absence of your words.
Come, sit beside me,
And let us make amends.
I cannot let you go
Before we’ve had
Our silent times.
Copyright © William Crocker | Year Posted 2011
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