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Wise Owls Communicate to

Don’t hassle me a father says to his son

Stop and listen to me a daughter says to her mother

Don’t shame me for needing your loving embrace

Thru the clouds hearts’ grow

Empty on wilderness peaks

Souls weep for understanding

Screaming to reach on another for a

Sign of hope in this humanity

Still alone

Beckoned breaths crush our last

Chance at being the happiest

Each sweet caress of tenderness given

Every whimper into joyous laughter

Love; can shine thru child-like eyes

Melt the heart’s pain away

My name is Kimberly Moore. I’ve been a poet since the seventh grade. I breathe it to survive. I’m one with it. Creating, has always been a strong suit with me. I write more than poetry. I write lyrics, short storys, children’s, and adult novels.

Come and check out my poetry at: http://www.triond.com/users/Kimber777