Memories and shadows, <br />Fill this empty place, <br />Which once was filled with joy; <br />Now gone without a trace. <br /> <br />Laughter of a child, <br />Cookies cooling on the stove, <br />Rest your weary head <br />From the miles that you drove. <br /> <br />Music gently wafting, <br />We sit and chat and smile, <br />Fill your cup once more, <br />Hoping you'll stay awhile. <br /> <br />Whispers of the past, <br />I guess not meant to last, <br />Bond of blood we forged, <br />Now fragile as that glass... <br /> <br />That we poured ourselves into, <br />Never thinking of it twice, <br />Now finally bidden <br />To pay this mournful price. <br /> <br />I remember how you smiled, <br />When I would bring you joy, <br />Side hurting from the laughter, <br />You blessed upon that boy. <br /> <br />When did we part ways? <br />Where did the time go? <br />Why are we now burdened? <br />Would it even help to know? <br /> <br />..Laughter of a child, <br />Memories and shadows, <br />Gone with the dust, <br />That blows from the gallows.<br /><br />Derek McCasland<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whispers-of-the-past/
