Poetry challenge: Minute poetry.
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Little birds hiding in the trees
Calling to me,
Singing a song
I sing along.
A melody to hide the pain
Like falling rain,
Drowns out the sounds
Tears on the ground.
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Their silence brings me agony
But they must sleep
I wait for morn’
A new song born.
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©2015 Tiffany Prestridge
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