Floorboards Of Your Heart by Kate DemereeSome distant day You will at last Hear me
When the wind brushes your hair Lays it on your cheek Perhaps it will be then You hear me speak
Soon I will be gone from here The dust will once more settle It will be quiet again No more upset
The floorboards of your heart That so loudly protested my weight Will no more sing Discordant tunes
The wind will only whisper Which is as it should be Distant, only blowing through Now and again
05/15/2003 Posted on 05/16/2003 Copyright © 2025 Kate Demeree
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Posted by Ken Harnisch on 05/19/03 at 05:28 PM maybe you are heard, Kate...these words deserve to be....and i think i will leave Joe Johnson's words as a better tribute than any I could muster here |
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/28/07 at 01:33 PM your words Kate, are never distant from your heart and your pen is always at the ready like a postman to deliver to mine eyes, which thank you for this gift of words, for which I pay a tip upon delivery. and I must add, that soulful pen of yours has delivered, again and again and always to the heart. |
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