I heard it

The morning you left us I heard birdsong
and the chatter of children.

I heard the newspaper land on the doormat
and the letterbox rattle with post

I heard rain splatter the windows
and the rush of wind in the trees.

You lived so long
in silence,
I heard it all
for you.

So Gran,
I hope you now
hear it too  ©

 

 

 

 

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