Ah, the soft guitars that play <br /> and lull the twilight. <br />I, unseen and all alone <br /> <br />Listen from a willow tree <br /> feeling the warm notes <br />Like a breath wash over me. <br /> <br />I envision someone there <br /> in the willow tree <br />Listening softly with me.<br /><br />Sophia White<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ah-the-soft-guitars-that-play/
