Andrew James Whalan

Poet. Storyteller.

The Other Room

Quieted now sleeping in the other room Do healing angels take eternal care of you Do you see friends forever and they you Though promised now will i see you soon? is it too quiet there or is it ever loud? Does day light break through the grey cloud? Should I rush to see you or maybe wait Were my last words to you spoken too late?
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