The silence which was comforting
Stifles in a dreary endlessness
But there are no things which go on forever
The good things and the bad
Tomorrow, the silence may again
Permeate a simple peace

Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

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