Footprints

codes: poem
by Jack C Lipton
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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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