Unheard Whisper
they listen long and close
to what they do not say
and hum their unheard whisper,
perking up their day;
they thank the years that
smooth away all hurt, all grief,
years of hopeful love that seem
forever though brief;
and now he clasps her hands
it's time for him to go,
she nods a vow of hope,
unspoken, they both know !
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