Whisper Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Whisper



Close cleaving unto Silence, into sound
She ventures as a timorous child from land,
Still glancing, at each wary step, around,
Lest suddenly she lose her sister's hand.

Thursday, September 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: child,silence,sister
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