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Silent Tribute

This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:

 

Shrouded mist,

Bagpipe dirge,

Mournful notes

Oe’r heath and verge.

 

Spirit departs,

Yet not alone,

Presence felt

Although it’s gone.

 

Last note falls

Like a gentle kiss,

Wafting through

Thickened mist.

 

Note wears thin,

No longer heard.

Break not this silence

With spoken word.

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