Treasure Island

Natasha Foster

(9/8/1997)

Petals, Swans, and the Silver River


Listen to the Silence,
See the Petals floating.
All the Swans are sleeping,
Hear the Silver River rushing.

The Silence is dying,
The Petals are drowning.
The Swans will never wake,
The Silver River's running dry.

Silence is now screaming,
Petals reach the bottom.
Swans rest in peace,
Silver River's gone forever.

Submitted: Friday, May 24, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013

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