The Vibrant Voices of the Past
These walls made of stone,
have survived simpler ages
echoing with the vibrant voices
of the past that had a deeper tone!
Staring at them, one would wonder,
" What's behind them? " Feel the trepidation
of finding a unique treasure?
Would anyone let curiosity spoil imagination?
Scary, stumping footsteps get louder, I hold my breath...
I get closer and listen to the vibrant voices of the past!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2012
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