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Whisper Falls
Whisper Falls, sounds like a small country time place,
doesn't it?
A place where a big ancient tree hangs its long solid arm
over a small pond where water collects from a teardrop fall.
A place where an old rubber tire swings indolently
and children launch themselves up and over and into...
Yeah, that's what a title like this causes me to imagine,
too.
Alas, this is more than a slow country time feel; it is
the voice of my love, who called me this morning - well
my morning; it probably is afternoon time for her.
I think, no I know for a fact
(I just checked & confirmed this with my Heart & Soul & Spirit)
that I could listen to Her voice
for an eternity
and Fall each day and night………
And I would Fall at even a mere Whisper from her lips
and I am confident she would catch me each time.
Still,
it is a slow country time feel...
...another reason to smile and listen.
doesn't it?
A place where a big ancient tree hangs its long solid arm
over a small pond where water collects from a teardrop fall.
A place where an old rubber tire swings indolently
and children launch themselves up and over and into...
Yeah, that's what a title like this causes me to imagine,
too.
Alas, this is more than a slow country time feel; it is
the voice of my love, who called me this morning - well
my morning; it probably is afternoon time for her.
I think, no I know for a fact
(I just checked & confirmed this with my Heart & Soul & Spirit)
that I could listen to Her voice
for an eternity
and Fall each day and night………
And I would Fall at even a mere Whisper from her lips
and I am confident she would catch me each time.
Still,
it is a slow country time feel...
...another reason to smile and listen.
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