Tuesday, October 13, 2015

A Poem ... An Echo Dim



An Echo Dim


She sat and watched
Her children play
She had to go
She couldn’t stay

Invisible wisp
Silent tear
Taken too soon
The greatest fear

Can she trust him?
Will he do it right?
Tender souls
Pitiful plight

She calls his name
That is never heard
She sobs again
That fateful word

He knows her voice
An echo dim
He’s not alone
She’s with him

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