Echoes of time
 

Through the echoes of time I heard you,

Indistinct, but I knew you were there,

I could feel you nearby, in my heart, in my mind,

So welcome, yet oh so unfair.

 

Every night I lay waiting to hear you,

A whisper no matter how faint,

I don't know where you are, but I hold out my arms,

And I wait, and I wait, and I wait.

 

I know that you've gone and I'm lonely,

It might all be a game that I play,

But sometimes at night, I know that I'm right,

You do try to say you're OK.

 

Our lives were not what we'd hoped for,

Too short by a half and a day,

You were gone oh so fast, and still I can’t grasp,

Why God had to take you away.
 

© Joseph G Dawson