Echoes of the Night

In the stillness of the night,

Echoes of the past take flight.

Memories of love and pain,

Whisper soft on the wind again.

 

The moonlight filters through the trees,

Guiding me through forgotten memories.

I hear the laughter of my youth,

And the tears of a broken heart, in truth.

 

The wind whispers secrets in my ear,

Of a love that once was dear.

But now it's gone, forevermore,

Leaving echoes on the shore.

 

And in the darkness of the night,

I am lost in thoughts of what might,

Have been, if fate had been kind,

But now, only echoes of the past, I find.

 

Though the echoes of the night,

May bring me sorrow and plight,

I'll hold on to the memories,

For they are all that's left of my histories.