poet Marilyn Lott

Marilyn Lott

Silence

The Silence of a new day dawning
For nothing will forever stay
The sunrise is always so different
As we’re starting a brand new day

The Silence of a mother in prayer
As she asks God to protect her babies
Life is so challenging and she knows it
There are so many ‘what ifs’ and ‘maybes’

The Silence of a father who watches
His child in a deep troubled thought
Who struggles with life’s many questions
Dad struggles too with what he has taught

The Silence when a storm is brewing
The sky changing from light to darkness
The thunder may perhaps break that silence
As though Mother Nature is in distress

The Silence when the day is ending
Sun setting can be brilliant too
For this day is over forever
We did the best we could, it’s true

The Silence looms all around us
Sometimes it’s good but of course
There’s always the dark and mysterious
That comes with life’s uncertain force!

Poem Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2007
Poem Edited: Thursday, March 31, 2011

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  • Prince Obed de la CruzPrince Obed de la Cruz (8/14/2009 7:27:00 PM)

    very very very nice poem! One of the best!

    Also, thanks for reading my latest poem and thanks for commenting. If there are any poems you like me to read, as long as time permits, I'll read it!

    Thanks!

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  • Dr.subhendu KarDr.subhendu Kar (4/17/2008 8:17:00 AM)

    silence yet splendours acrios the vale
    that happens to happen by te time
    that looms all around us
    when courses upon by His ciommand.................a poem of unique genere, i do stare and stoop over the milue when unveiled.....well penned,10/10, thanks for sharing

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