and you came to me silently
as the mist in the fall through the trees
over the dying leaves
and you clung to me close
held me in my fragile sleep
kissed my hair and whispered words
to ward off winter’s coming keep
sonata
2012
a collection of poems by Shannon O'Neill
and you came to me silently
as the mist in the fall through the trees
over the dying leaves
and you clung to me close
held me in my fragile sleep
kissed my hair and whispered words
to ward off winter’s coming keep
sonata
2012