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There Are Voices Outside My Window

October 6, 2011

There are voices outside my window,
though I don’t know what they say;
perhaps they speak of love and jest,
or maybe of yesterday.

There are voices outside my window,
I have heard them above an hour;
they have a sing-song quality,
from here up in my tower.

There are voices outside my window,
they float from down below;
they mingle with the cars and trains,
and with the sweet wind blow.

There are voices outside my window,
can’t you hear them, too?
I’d like to go and join them,
but I’d rather not leave you.


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Lexie96 GOLD said...
on Oct. 27 2011 at 9:58 pm
Lexie96 GOLD, Havana, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
Now Cinderella don't you go to sleep, it's such a bitter form of refuge, oh don't you know the kingdom's under siege, and everbody needs you. - The Killers

I like this a lot, and I love the end, it's very sweet :) Think that maybe you could spare somet time and check out my poem? If so it would be greatly appreciated!