VOICES
The voices echo in my head.
some from books I have read.
Others from friends and family.
seeming almost to be next to me.
They echo on and on,
some lingering long after others are gone.
These voices seem sometimes so very near,
while others are where I can not hear.
Other voices I sometimes hear,
and sometimes they bring a tear.
for that person who is so very dear,
is forever gone from here.
11/27/97 1:44 a.m.
~DEDICATED TO VERA M. FOSTER ~
(I miss you grandma. R.I.P.)
TALES FROM THE DEPTHS OF LIMBO
DARK THOUGHTS OF PAIN AND SUFFERING
GAMES PLAYED IN LIMBO
FONTS USED IN LIMBO
