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Sep 2016
Do you hear a distant train?
or maybe the pitter patter of rain
the giggling of a small child
breathy whispers to drive you wild

Do you hear a distant beat
that seeks out and moves your feet
the burbling of a forest brook
or the flipping pages of a book

Do you hear a honking horn
or singing on the day you're born
the whirring of a ceiling fan
a rock being shaken in a can

How about a barking dog
or a chainsaw through a log
the sound of crowds scream and cheer
the pop and fizz from a can of beer

Do you hear a contented sigh
or catcalls as you walk by
what about the birds that sing
or the church bells loudly ring

I hear the call of my pillow
and the wind through the weeping willow
the crickets sing a lullaby
as the day and evening say goodbye
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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   --- and Doug Potter
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