Natures Whisper

Just a whisper amongst the gentle trees;
A forlorn whisper of times to come.
An unuttered opportunity in the dying breeze.
A reminder of what is done is done.
It lays heavy on the memory of time
Like a death in the family of lore.
It penetrates the aging mind
And questions what you’re looking for.

by Aaron Priestly

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