POEM -- Echoes

Echoes

By Thomas Herr

In the day dreams and maybe night
Echoes of the past return
Echoes thought long gone;

What was yours and what was mine
Echoes hanging on to
Echoes thought long gone.

From the fear and from the fight
Echoes of the past return
Echoes thought long gone;

What has pulled me from the path but
Echoes hanging on to
Echoes thought long gone.

I think I might remember something that you said
Like an Echo from a distant land
Please come back again.

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