My Song
There is a happy song
I cannot sing today,
For all the thoughts of you
Were surely washed away
By swiftly flowing tears,
That mingled with the rain.
I searched the empty hallways,
And every corner of my mind,
But all the fading memories
Had left me long ago.
All I saw were shadows
Where you had been before.
I listened for your voice
In every song I heard
But all the fading echoes
Had left me long ago,
All I heard were shadows
Falling to the ground.
There is a happy song
I want to sing today,
Of sunlight mixed with shadows
And memories of you,
Of flowers, songs, and laughter . . .
All mingled with the rain.
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