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Shutters Creak

Shutters creak Come swing closed the shutter and lock the door For here I shall long for life no more, Until those things held captive by mortal man May oft lay hidden and condemned The castles do crumble through a million days Back to the stones from where they came, And the child we loved shall age and wither Before our maturing eyes And now the silence, not of the night Nor a wind through this windows crack, Where the shutter creaks on its broken hinge The quiet of the evening is spent By M.Norton marklnorton@shaw.ca

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/26/2011 10:05:00 AM
It feels so good to be able to sit here and read your very creative writing this morning Mark. I do hope to come back soon and read more of your excellent work. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/14/2012 10:42:00 PM
thank you carol, it has been quit a while since i wort this poem and i as always have changed some of the words, but your complaments make my bodies bones feel good. love, mark.

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