| The sense of loss so clear another voice lay stilled the sound of it still echoes despite not reaching my ears
Death so final is a door closing to part us from friends avoiding loss impossible for we all shall pass through Those I've known have walked leaving gifts to me of mem'ry once gone I now can recall the laugh and sound of voice A world made emptier by loss of one who I've known for long each loss gets not easier for no two have walked the same Loss so sudden can happen between one day and the next a lunch time bull session time ne'er enough for goodbyes Echoed voices they still linger kept precious within my heart for me they keep my counsel still here and yet apart We carry our friends with us through life and unto death hasten not to the end of days for we must walk ourselves We touch as we've been touched laying footprints as life's hints our voices we hope to echo in those hearts we still live.
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