Silence

Silence It is sometimes wanted Sometimes not But it always Sends a message

A like

A like, a follow A comment or two from you Me still here; you, there

Stand in that line

You, stand in that line Do not move. Wait. Be patient. This line, not for you.

Listen

We want to be heard We want our voice to echo Even if only softly Through time A reminder that we lived And learned And loved And listened