Alone again


just as before.
Echoes at your open door.
Quiet reigns both high and low
Wrap you in soft layers so
No one there to share your cares
Burdens drop and gather there
Quiet steps echo loud
Yesterday were strong and proud
Head held high you led the band
Now just want to hold a hand
Whisper soft in someone’s ear
Memories of song and fear
Gentle touch and voice so warm
Keep you ever safe from harm

By the phone,
Wait for a ring
Does it sing?
At last a call
Before the fall
The darkness lifts
As you slip out the door


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