Today Might Be The Last Poem by Niamh Gold

Today Might Be The Last



Be still,
Be silent,
And listen.
Listen to the sounds,
That may never be heard again.
The wind won't whistle forever my love,
The hills won't call our name.
Be still,
Be silent,
And listen my love,
Because today might be the last.

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