midnight whisper

Monday, June 03, 2013








In the dark is a whisper
Of something alone
The trees have their stories
Of times unknown
The wind seems to see
A faintly blue light
Travelling out of
The distant night
Somewhere far off
A garden is kept
And deep in that garden
The purples have slept.
The moon knows her place
Held high in the sky
And as the time passes
Will show the time why.
(c) Bree Holloway 2013. Please do not use without my permission. 

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