Amanda Mannings

Rookie (02-12-88 / Burlington Vermont)

A Little Boy Whispers In The Night - Poem by Amanda Mannings

Alone in the dark,
The trees cry out.
A painful voice,
Heard amoung the rest.

The little boy whispers,
to the crying trees
and tells them everything
will be alright.

Silence takes over now
The tree becomes limp and dead.
The voice that they heard
was the voice of the dead.

Painful memories
Unanswered questions
sleepless nights
and unanswered prayers

the little boy was killed
right under those trees
they speak of his pain
and of his misarie.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 12, 2010


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