Pamela Caswell's Writing Collection
Poems, Short Stories and Misc. Writings.
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
Echoes
There is something haunting in those melodies,
those cords.
Time has escaped
and brought us squarely present.
Hear our ancestors' echoes
as the divide of time elapses with each note.
Heartache and regret
sadness and a hint of joy.
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