1:
(Empty)
Boy is on the plane
Silent lonely birds start to
Circle in
What a quiet drive home
It will be.
2:
(Snow)
Debussy penned many a musical piece to be played
Soft, almost silent
To reflect what he heard.
Falling, it presses the worlds damper pedal
And my soul gives him a knowing nod
As it observes and I become
Soft, almost silent.
Soft, almost silent
To reflect what he heard.
Falling, it presses the worlds damper pedal
And my soul gives him a knowing nod
As it observes and I become
Soft, almost silent.

Lovely.
ReplyDeleteAnd sad.