Monday, July 10, 2017

ECHOES FROM THE PAST

It seems like yesterday you said goodbye
I sit today alone and wonder why?
I live in memories from the past
As muffled echoes that don't last.

What lured your absence from my sight
Was it a phantom-dream you saw one night?
You heard the love beat in my heart
The promise we would never part!

I'm blowing kisses that may find their place
In memories of your tender, strong embrace
If echoes reach life's distant shore
Come home, be mine for evermore.
B. Pent


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Another triumph, Papa...beautiful work!

Love you!