Echoes of My Mind
A word spoken long ago
Not meant to be unkind,
Hurt another all the same,
An echo of my mind.
A thought was formed, no ill intent
Fruitiion could not find;
It lives there still in solitude,
An echo of my mind.
A deed was done--can't be recalled
To help my thoughts unwind,
I worry now for its effect
An echo of my mind.
The things I think and say or do
Will through my life rewind;
They all come back to me again
The echoeds of my mind.
Nov 17/09
D H Loewen
Copyright © David Loewen | Year Posted 2018
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