Hear the Silence

Silence speaks to me..............Of snowflakes tumbling..................From a winter's sky.

Of gentle raindrops.................Of misty meadows.......................A mother's gentle lullaby.

For in the silence....................Of this heart of mine....................Life can be quietly redefined.

So, take a moment.................Or maybe two...........................To reflect upon something new.

Leave the worries................ Of a weary world behind..................To leap into a life redesigned.

Dianne Borowski

I'm a 68 year old senior citizen, recently retired. I recently moved to Bay Village and I call the Knickerbocker my home.

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Volume 4, Issue 3, Posted 10:57 AM, 02.07.2012