I heard the sweetest whisper take fight Cold and alone in the middle of the night It awakened me from a restless sleep In my bed, the safest covered keep
The soft sweet voice had a familiar sound The kind that makes your heart pound And then I attmpted some more tries Again closing my sleep weary eyes
In a flash it dawned on me Thinking I knew that voice you see Had it come right from a dream A fantasy, but so real it did seem
And each time my weary eyes would close Again that sweetest whisper arose The sweetest whisper wouldn't quit Yet again and again I just couldn't place it
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
I think we all heard that sweetest whisper in the night coming between awake and sleep.
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