Whispers

Invading my bedroom
Hushed and hurried
Silent syllables on the air

Hovering ‘round my bed
Soft and silvery
Hope-filled secrets, quiet laughter

Crowding my pillowed head
Bubbly and happy
Ticklish words breathed in my ear:

“Mom? Are you awake?”

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Author: Rilla Z

I'm a scribbler. I'm genuine. Sometimes I'm too genuine. My topics of interest are: this world, the worlds inside my head, and the world to come. Oh, and cups of tea. Yes, I write about my cups of tea.

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