Valerie Hutchinson-morgan Biography

I looked for you at dawn’s new sunrise,
Through sleepy hollows and moss covered trails.
I looked through the pile of long buried sorrows,
Searching yesterday for brighter tomorrows.
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When a beloved one leaves suddenly
Without time for last goodbyes
You search your memory files
Where last times are stored.
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Darkness descends suddenly,
A soft ebony mantle
Covering the weary earth.
Starlight in the heavens
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Storm clouds slowly gathering,
Winds whistling, howling
Flood waters rushing in, rising.
Foundations shaking, shifting,
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A voice carried by the whistling wind,
beckoning from far away,
to sing, to dream,
to listen to the silence
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