You Hear The Whispers Poem by David Boyce

You Hear the Whispers


You hear the whispers
Of persons past
The words are flowing
Strong and don't last

The visions shown
Are really vast
You need to concentrate
Because they are sometimes fast

The thoughts you have
Put into your head
Are the memories
Of those now dead

Don't be disappointed
If you don't get them all
But they are there to use
At your beckoned call


Written By David Boyce
12 July 2007