Tuesday 30 April 2024

Echoes of an Irish Epitaph

 

Loss leaves heartaches no one can heal.

Love leaves memories no one can steal:

Comforting echoes of echoes of echoes...





I see your outline upon the hard rocky shore,

Before the waves roll in, roll in... 

I see your shadow beneath the cold silver moon,

Before the clouds glide in, glide in...


Now I keep you safe in my warm memories:

Within, within, within...


Comforting echoes of echoes of echoes...


Loss leaves heartaches no one can heal;

Love leaves memories no one can steal. 

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