Whisper

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Shss, Shss, 
A soft sound, hardly heard, 
Like a gentle wind, stirring the leaves
A murmuring scarcely audible.
A rustling susuration
A WHISPER.
Telling of secrets 
Lowered voice
“Don’t let on, will you?”
I feel I’ve been trusted 
With important information
I swell with the knowledge
That I have and others don’t.
Even though it is a matter of no import
That tomorrow is Jane’s birthday
And her friends are planning a surprise party.

ESME

CG16D

 

 

 

 

 

 

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lassfromlancashire

I am a poet, therefore I am crazy - see Shakespeare "the lunatic, the lover and the poet..." I also write plays and stories and do the press reports for my local WI. I ride a recumbent trike, a Hase Kettwiesel - I love it!

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