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At first it was deafening
Prolonged, drawn out
I felt despair, on edge
What would I do in the face of loss?
Darkness did loom as a friend
To be embraced, considered,
But words like those silent raindrops
Feel and on each one hope was inscribed
And I knew to be patient,
For being there was always far more important
Than not and turning our backs.
We are not prophets, just two people
Finding our way in this crazy world
Wanting to lean on each other
Needing one and the other
To be the folk we want to be
Knowing it’s never too late
Change can happen, will happen
When we believe in ourselves
Reaching out, discovering,
Far more than the sound of silence.