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This is a poem I wrote at the end of 2011 for another writing contest. As I said in the last post, as soon as I am ready I will start posting chapters from my novel in progress. Thanks for reading. 
 
Winter’s Whispers
By Melissa Francisco
Soft snow covers the grassless ground
Its gentle cushion muffles sound
Only whispers can be heard
From little rabbits, mice, and birds
The wind whispers through sleeping trees
Branches grasp to falling leaves
Smoke rises from a chimney high
Yet, still in whispers it melts the sky
A fire crackles, creeks, and pops
As its gentle chatter never stops
Whispers go from ear to ear
As Christmas secrets are there to hear
Greatest of all are the whispers heard above
As prayers of thanks are sent with love

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