A+voice...-McKenzie+F.

Like a cloud upon the midnight dark sky, So familiar- Yet impossible to be, Deep down I know it cannot be real, But despite the thought I scurry, Towards it Only to be crushed, When there’s nothing, No one. Just my imagination, Wishing, Praying, Longing, This was his voice, And that He could be here. || http://static.flickr.com/46/143168427_2797f569c7.jpg ||
 * A voice... || [[image:ca-rhapsodicwritingsch1:500px-Speaker_Icon_svg.png link="http://broadcast1.caryacademy.org/faculty/anthony_risko/poetry/3rd/A%20voice-McKenzie%20F.mp3"]] ||
 * A voice rolls in,