- Books, Literature, and Writing
I shouted to you across the valley; you responded
Reverberation of my thoughts; you called my name
My reflection clear as crystal; never despondent
Reassured that I’m laudable you did not disclaim
Dear old friend, you knew my thoughts indeed my voice
My words ricocheted from you like a boom-a-rang!
Day or night; happy or sad you were always there
Never tired of my constant need to be reassured
Giant like you crossed the void from there to here
Even though we were like the sand washing ashore
Here this minute, gone the next; yet my story you heard
Countless hours of trivia, tolerance and sing along!
Dear old friend, what made you stayed?
Did you love my intriguingly tedious tale?
What did you do when with others I played?
Did you miss me or over me ail?
Did you speak of me when I wasn’t there?
Or was I forgotten in the din of the throng?
Speak to me like you did back in the day
My formative years when I was impressionable
Your eloquence to me evident in all you say
Let me hear your kind voice so expressionable
Indelible memories even after a lifetime
Words mirror back to me like a boom-a-rang!