The Land of Grimney - The Illustrated Adventures of Cora Pearl, aged 12

Listen to the whisperings in the branches
What are they saying?
Where is your past love?
For what are you praying?
Where is your joy love?
Where is your sorrow?
Listen for the whispering
Of our tomorrow.

Listen to the whisperings in the branches,
They tell of true love, of banter and belief.
They tell of fondest care
Of a love which bestows relief.

Listen to the whisperings in the branches
They tell of commitment, of care and concern,
They tell of our love, love
And its unconditional return.

Listen to the whisperings in the branches
What are they saying?
They’re sighing of our true love, love
It’s for us they’re praying.

Listen to the whisperings in the branches
What are they saying?
Where is your past love?
For what are you praying?
Where is your joy love?
Where is your sorrow?
Listen for the whispering
Of our tomorrow.

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Isn't poetry beautiful.

So much heart in words.

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All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts...

Thank you Evenaive. I enjoy plaiting words into ideas- or is it plaiting ideas into words? Not sure!

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