Almost without a hint of knowing
Despite very good intentions
When the whispers start ...
... Do we listen?
Or do we explain it away?
"Probably just a creak in an old joint settling ... just one of those noises old vessels make in the midst of the darkest hours...it's nothing." a voice will often offer up
In the hope of silencing vigilant angels.
After all we're all big boys and girls. We can do this on our own.