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Where Spirits Lay

Where spirits lay 


          This is a place our spirit lays,
          Here when those distant memories fail, 
          Here by the sounds of a far of voice
          Spoken for the ravages of life  
          
          Heard are words that question why,
          And sometimes our heart retains them,
          And often a soul in silence waits 
          Expressing truth and virtue

          Shadows wait in a far off light 
          As our voiceless memories fade,
          As man-kind once still stands eternal 
          Held to the ravages of life

          Our discretion will too silent rest,
          Like the sound of a quiet rain,
          Like they who held the passing years
          In a place where spirits lay
          
                                    By m.norton
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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