The Echo Of Her Hello

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The Echo Of Her Hello

By Paul McCann

Memories of her never die .

She was carried away on a breeze

And taken up by angels wings to heavens door .

She left suddenly in the night

like an echo in the wind .

Even still I can hear what she says and even more .

We never really said goodbye .

but in my mind I know what I could have said

I could feel her presence and she is there .

She softly spoke and I heard her say

I’m happy and never far away .

and in that moment I remember her

The picture of her smile and her laugh ,

The echo of her voice that tells me she cares .

There are somethings that never die .

Now and then she would remind me

In the echo of her hello

There was never any reason to say goodbye

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