As Symbolic Whistles Blew


As Symbolic Whistles Blew


Side by side, we lay.

Within an arms distance.

Prelude, to a dawn.

Each mans thoughts....his own.

No sound, save the wind.

Which brought that battles din.

All lost within ....Blue grey black , 

deaths favourite colour.

A mountain to climb 

Just beyond the river.

Soon we'll see the sun.

Soon well get up run....

Soon it will be over.

Soon we'd.....

Dance to


Deaths soulful tune

Giajl © Jim Love 


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