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Each day she would steal to the forest
Fold her hands in a silent prayer
Close her eyes, tilt her head up
And hope no one was listening there
The forest held all her secrets
Every day brought another to light
Sylvia’s past always haunted her
She came here, to makes things right
Silently whispering among fallen leaves
For autumn had come early, this time
Verses, only the knowing could hear
Her paradox, written in rhyme
June Writing Prompt – Syvlia’s secrets – Day 17/30
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“Only the knowing could hear” … What a great line! Beautifully written Lady D! ❤
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Many thanks, Sir Walt! ❤ 🙂
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My great pleasure! 💜☺
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Excellent Dorinda.
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Thank you very much, Drew 🙂
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Lovely. ☺⚘
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Thank you very much 🙂
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You are welcome.
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you very much! ❤
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Good morning Ms. DD, it’s always my joy to share. How are you doing?
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Good morning to you, my friend! I’m doing well, thank you. How are you? No sailing today, or is that just a midnight hobby?
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