Echos of a past long remembered
I sank in despair
Of things and people no longer there
My hurt was and is sometimes so hard to bear.
Echoing in my thoughts
Edging of things no longer being sought
But still apparently missed
Things so strong, like the warning of a snake’s hiss
Like a bedtime kiss
Echoes that no one but I can hear
Of those times that seemed to disappear
Those who are no longer near
The nights I lost so many tears
Echoes I will never be free of
Echoes that make you tough.
Mws R Writings 