Echoes of the Past
Tiny footsteps pattering, laughter adrifting
Little voices screaming in joyful playing
Their mother’s sweet voice softly whispering
Affirming and professing her love that is undying
Two little boys glowing in loving affection
Showered with love and so much attention
Angels that were products of a blissful union
But they were taken away by death’s intrusion
And now as I sit here my thoughts adrifting
Echoes of the past my mind keeps remembering
I see our boys looking at us waving and smiling
Letting us know for the next life they are waiting
With the help of the echoes I now see a vision
It brings in me a sureness and solid conviction
To keep you happy is now my life’s mission
As I eagerly await our eternal family’s reunion
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