When the Bells Are All Broken
When The Bells Are All Broken
When the bells are all broken
no ringing can one hear
Soft words are never spoken
loneliness the great fear
Dark shadows enter this mind
blues dance a little jig
This 'ole world seems so unkind
lonely and so damn big
A memory invades the desolation
emotions give way to tears
Such is indeed small consolation
for deep pains and big fears
More thoughts edge their way in
time eats its daily plate
Remember her,my one true friend
my lost lover and soul-mate
Robert J. Lindley, Sept. 1975
Note: From my private journal.
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