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The Softest Sound

Follow the footsteps in the snow. Down that path: Dare you go? Sprint around the twists and turns; Find the cove that sunlight spurns. There you'll find your love alone. "Why?" Are the words she shall moan. Then Death will lift her from the ground: Dying words are the softest sound.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/17/2012 11:49:00 PM
Once again Danny, good descriptive wording and fine rhyming.
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Date: 11/26/2011 7:17:00 AM
I would like to follow those footsteps in the snow Dan. Great feeling and a bit of mystery in your verse!
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Date: 11/23/2011 9:46:00 PM
Just Beautiful Daniel, wonderful piece
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