Echoes of My Life
The echoes of my life haunt my reverie,
and constantly revive my memories,
good and bad of a time long gone,
when I was young and life was like
a Merry- Go- Round, always up
and seldom down.
Time stood still as if captured in a bottle,
but sometime, somehow, the bottle was
broken, where, I know not.
Life has since sped quickly by,
leaving me to wonder;
Why…Oh! Why!
Now, all I have left are
the echoes of my life,
but regrets are few as
my time, soon comes
due.
Jackie R. Kays
© 10/18/10
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