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Image: We Heart It

By Way of Silence

So many things
sneak into our
lives and we
never know
 
They tiptoe in
Silently…
Unobserved…
Unknown…
 
Until —
It is much too late
 
The thief in 
the Night
Stealing …
Hearts…
Souls…
Lives…
 
Our best and
Brightest
All unaware 
until it is too
late to fight
 
Too many lives
Lost…
Too many families
Ruined…
Too many people
Caught unaware…
 
Death and Dying
makes its way
in —
By way of Silence
until it is too late
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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