Silent Night

Poem By Emily Myers

It's the subtle scent of flowers as the sky begins to cry
and the solitude of a scream in a completely silent night
The tree that falls in the woods when no one's there to hear it
or the magic of dream when you dare to believe it
The innocence and bliss in a sudden sun-kissed romance
it's summer's fading light, and knowing that we know this
The way the lightening paints the sky, before the thunder breaks it
The beauty in a child's smile and how much life can change it

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Well done, Emily. The poem makes great music.


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