Hush now,
As we walk along,
And, as you start to cry,
We stop.
A void of silence
Is your comforter today,
Just a moment
As the twilight fades;
My arms are to hold you
So you're not alone,
But the solution you need
Must be found on your own.
YOU ARE READING
Unsent Letters
PoetryUnsent Letters. We all have them. They're that one thing that we keep from the world, That one side of us that we never let anyone see, Those few words that we wish we could say These are a collection of poems, written to be letters Just a few more...
