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About This Poem
Echoes In The Stream
Echoes In The Stream
Echoes in the stream
Capture memories of you laughing with joy
The way you loved your life as a dream
My sweet precious boy
I look out into the water’s edge
To see a reflection of your face smiling at me
I come here to visit you instead
Of just looking at a rolling stream
This was the place you once touched a beautiful butterfly
After watching it for hours to see where it would land
When it finally decided not to fly
It landed so magically in your hand
Echoes in the stream
Playing back the voice of you
Leaving me to hear a glimpse of how we used to be
Imprints left that still roll through
I caress the stream to connect with falling raindrops that were born to bring you here
To show me a window of a translucent reflection of your soul
Through their rhythm’s flow I magically hear
Your voice once again in this stream of echoes…
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