Tell me your Secrets

Warden of A Thousand Years

Photo by Simon Wilkes on Unsplash

Tell me your secrets.
You saw them — travellers past — on horseback
or carriage perhaps?
So many, oblivious to the paths they were crossing,
the story they were in by chance.
I know you loved the laughter of children
as they played at your feet,
not realising they were heard.
I know you saw the lovers dance.