Poetry

Tuesday, 6 September 2022

I hear her voice

 I hear her voice

In my day between the sheets

That blow in the breeze

As I lie in bed asleep

There is a pain that doesn't ease


I hear her voice when I am going

Down the path

And into the deep

And I wonder will I ever see her

Is she gone forever from the watch I keep


I hear her voice

Across the waves

Across the waves of the sea

And as I'm standing on the cliff tops

I hear her voice when I am free

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