hold the silence

hold the silence to your ear and hear the voices of the dead in their desperate loss or eternal joy they may cry out for one more breath of life or whisper the solace they have found in the light the soul is not lost the spirit carries on in the silence they await for you and I to open our hearts

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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