ECHOES ON A LONELY DAY

Echoes of a time I knew
When all you said was kind;
Your words were music to my ear
With meaning and with rhyme.

Now the joyful roar of laughter
And the words once spoken here
Are merely echoes of the past
And like sound, have disappeared.

Lonely echoes of the driving wind
And the drumming of the sea
Are the friends that I now listen to
As I set my solace free.

The laughter of a nuthatch
And the chirping of a finch
Are the friendly sounds that comfort me
When in loneliness, I’m drenched.