Listen to the trees sing songs of love <br />Maybe then you’ll know what must be done <br />Can you feel the Virginia mist <br />Go through and take the pain of long ago <br /> <br />Night comforts our broken souls <br />While the moon takes the burden of our toll <br />Will we ever feel the Virginia mist <br />Go through and take the pain of long ago <br /> <br />The owl flies and speaks to me <br />Of things in life I will never see <br />One day I’ll feel the Virginia mist <br />Go through and take the pain of long ago<br /><br />Deana Rode<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1998-virginia-mist/
