Sometimes
Submitted by
Kooterbobette on Sat, 03/29/2008 at 11:32am.
Sometimes I think,
I hear my name being called out in the darkness
When there is no one there.
Sometimes I think,
I hear poetry being whispered in my ear,
When the only sound is the wind.
Sometimes I think,
I hear the pages of a book being turned,
When there is just leaves falling to the ground.
Sometimes...