Your Voice
Your voice is silentin the woods where we last met.
I searched for you
behind the great rock,
in the valley,
among the orchard trees,
and I even peered
down the deep well!
I saw your reflection
in the well's cold water
and I smiled
for I knew you were there!
Ah, spring forever flowing,
I have found you, again!
We are together here
in this lovely green wood.
Poetry by Lavender
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Written on 2007-02-26 at 00:58
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