Sad but silent, truth be told
Our hearts, grief behold.
Bitter memories of a dream
Guide our souls to an evil scheme.
Sorrow and woe of this eve's night
Evil eyes are in our sight.
The moon the color of red maple leaves,
Ghostly shadows in the trees.
My life is like forgotten lore.
Just like the Raven, "Nevermore"
The Silent Truth
Published by Family Friend Poems January 2012 with permission of the Author.
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