Silence

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The silence of the morning
brings back the memory of my baby girl
the smell of her hair and her newborn skin

The silence of the afternoon
brings the relaxation of a cool fall day
laying around feeling the breeze on my skin
hearing the birds chirp
and smelling the pine waft through the air

The silence of the evening
is a gift of my lovers arms
and the joy I feel walking hand in hand
down the dark dirt roads with him
enjoying the moonlit skies.

Silence… it is my joy, my peace and my refuge.

 

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