Whispering Memories Poem by shimon weinroth

Whispering Memories



Memory does not emerge alone
Relives the act within the mind
A snapping twig, a fallen sprig
A caressing breeze a moving shadow
Willows in a singing forest
Bear the torch, and time is bested

Friday, June 23, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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