Kentuckygirl68's blog: "My Poetry"

Where the brush grows thick,
Where the water laps the shore,
Where the thin wind parts the grasses
Whispering through them 'Nevermore'

There the willows weep in silence
For the souls that passed before,
The stars upon the water
Whisper softly 'Nevermore'

Clouds have shuttered fast the moonlight,
The silence falls once more,
Then the thin wind through the grasses
Moans across the empty shore.

Poem By TammyC.