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Footsteps and Shadows
Footsteps and Shadows By M P Walsh I hear footsteps in the hallway…I see shadows on the walls, I hear those quiet murmurs, that so tantalize me now. I feel that I am dreaming…that same dream I dreamed before, The same dream that’s a blessing, yes…a blessing to my soul. The lovely voice of love I’ve lost…that brings my eyes to tears, She comes to visit me at night when all is calm and clear. To ease the pain I feel so deep, that keeps me from despair, I’m dreaming what I see of her…and hearing what I hear. She left this side of Heaven…while waiting for a heart, The one she had was wounded and this day it wouldn’t start. She went away with all my love…to a place where Angels live, Far above the world we know she rose to live with Him. I hear footsteps in the hallway…I see shadows on the walls, And hear those quiet murmurs, that so tantalize me now. I feel that I am dreaming…that same dream I dreamed before, That same dream that’s a blessing, yes…a blessing to my soul. I hope one day to see her…and to gaze those eyes of Blue, To hug those lips of passion deep and whisper I love you. To let her know that I forgive…for leaving me alone, But now she sleeps, with wide eyes shut but now…I sleep all alone.
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