Pure as Silver when midnight streets grew silent there came a faint and trembling note the faintest note wandering through alleyways a lonely note that turned towards an open window sensing peace a resting place it slid in gently stroked my hair and kissed my baby’s cheek then drifted to the stairs murmuring trembling quivering in its tip-toe search lightly chiming kitchen pans caressing books and fluttering the fur of sleeping cats before it sighed into the drawing room melting sobbing shaking with relief it crossed the room fingering piano keys until it found its place and rested there then came a single note as pure as silver on the midnight air Debbie Stevens
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