how they stay with us, the memories of those we love.

Their Silence

there is no peace
like the someone you love

there is no sorrow
like their silence

there is no dream
that can’t be tomorrow

there is no time
from whence to borrow

there are only hopes
sewn to shape and worn in furrow

with the fruit
of hunger born
coarse
with feelings well worn.

Listen to Impnes.com – Their Silence by scotlee #np on #SoundCloud