Dark, desolate highways <br />Leading to <br />nowhere. <br />Echoes of <br />the past- <br />Reverberate off <br />the walls. <br />The soul shakes <br />and trembles. <br />As winds howl <br />and the storm <br />shakes the foundation. <br />Cloudless night <br />violent whisperings- <br />Arise, my soul, <br />Arise and be counted. <br />* A Reminder About Copyright * <br />If you want to use a poem from this site please make your request to: janiceraymer@ymail.com <br />I will almost certainly say yes but this does me the courtesy of a request, and keeps the potential user from infringement of my copyright which is absolutely retained. <br /> <br />Thank you. <br />Janis Land-Raymer<br /><br />Janis Land Raymer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/625-93/
