I am hiding again amongst stories so old they are solid their - TopicsExpress



          

I am hiding again amongst stories so old they are solid their very words have weight for me they cannot crumble into dust they may not be the stories most have heard for they stay hidden they hide in the quiet dawn they sleep in the mountains they whisper whisper through the space between the rain they visit me at morning and talk one day these stories will walk out of the dark with a candle poem copyright n.g.w 2014
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 13:34:15 +0000

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