Your Name
Once I called upon your name,
I heard your voice, it wasn't the same.
I called your name in days of past,
I heard your voice, it wouldn't last.
One more time I called your name,
I heard no voice and I'm to blame.
If in the future I call your name,
do not answer, for I've gone insane.
Copyright © Sherri Mayne | Year Posted 2016
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