Rhythmic Stories June 7, 2023

Life’s Whisper (repost)

Life is a whisper at best
A cry in the wind, then a rest

generations passing and flying by
days of laughter intermingled with cries

making footpaths for others to follow
but the imprints get lost thru the hollows

words whispered in the wind
to the place you meant to send

In the end, when the wind dies down
you both loved, but now you frown

coming are days of happy sounds
no more days of whispers found

laughter heard from the rooftops
gathering fruits and abundant crops

never a whisper of life will go
voices rise to a grand crescendo

For now, life’s a whisper at best
It’s okay for loved ones to rest

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