Thursday, April 15, 2010

114 Days Part I

114 days of blessings abound
91 years
Silence is a deafening sound
No more baby crying
Death rattle haunts as a sound of dying
Numbers, days
Months and years
Fills my minutes with my deepest fears
Time grants and takes
Brings love and hates
Beautiful life left numb and grey
Time is short and soon taken away

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