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When a changeling remembers

Submitted:Nov 21, 2012    Reads: 7    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

She lies awake in the night, a child

listening to the weeping trees.

The winds caress the outside window

a pleading, yearning, begging breeze.

She hears the world around her softly,

an echo of a life she knew

but the memories fade and are forgotten

with the fading of the morning dew.

One day she peers into the dark

and her love is again awoken.

She wonders why she so long suppressed

the longing, desire and the deep emotion.

And again she hears the call

that was long unheard but not unspoken.

She embraces the world she'd thought she'd lost,

a soul repaired but not unbroken.


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