Dole Day Blues

Whispers in the Quiet................ In the hush of dawn’s soft glow, where shadows drift and fade, I hear the murmurs only silence knows— a secret serenade............... Beneath the weight of waking hours, beneath the sky’s expanding blue, lie stories spun from quiet powers— the old and the new................. A single leaf, a fleeting breeze, a memory’s gentle sway, remind me of the fleeting keys that lock the day.................... In every breath, a world anew, in every pause, a song— a whisper soft, yet true, where I belong..............