Whispers in my Ear

Folder: 
2007 Poetry

paths must be taken

as we travel through life's quest

hints softly spoken



destiny awaits

while thinking we're in control

voices heard within



hands on my shoulder

while ancestors now and then

whisper in my ear

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was watching the Golden Globes the other night and Forest Whitaker said something that goosed my muse on the theme for this one.

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