Living Without You

Margaret V.Doran

You are but an echo
               fading away
                      not with distance but with time

                           And I am but an echo
                              of who you were
                               a piece of poetry that's lost its rhyme

                               A song whose words
                              are half-forgotten verse
                            whose melody is now an elusive tune

                       And through the mist of tears
                 I must learn to sing my own voice
       And rise to be not the sun but the Moon

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Updated July 7, 1999
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