"Even Song..."A Poem by Christilting the nights...
"Even Song..." Windmills whisper as their arms turn and turn
"I'm here... I await... Return... Please ...remember me..."
...and the days pass - months, years - life echoes and echoes, notes grow and flow and the wind carries each note of heart's song...
...and inside...
I see you - arms stretched wide turning and turning and laughing all the while "London Bridge is falling down..." til falling and the silence gathers tight and the years carry the echoes near nearer nearer still ...til the laughings cease and the mind returns from dreams soft chill.
Chris © 2012 ChrisAuthor's Note
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