Echos of Empty
by Fee
All the furniture’s gone now
Just my memories to pack
Walk through these bare rooms
Trying not to look back
We both said our goodbyes
Now it’s time to move on
My guitar sits by the door
Like some stringed Dear John
(Chorus)
A scrap of a crayoned picture
An old faded picture of you
My teardrops on wood floor
I can hear them echo it’s true
I pick up my old six string
One last time lock the door
It’s time to move on now
Love don’t live here no more
(Chorus twice)
I hear the echo of voices
Of the good times and bad
They ring through the silence
In a world that’s gone mad
Axilea
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie.
I felt the same as we moved from the house
Our children grew up, where love was share
yes and we too left a few tear drops.....
Peace be with you
William
Hope the move goes well, and everyone settles in comfortably asap.
Love cherrypie xx
Letting Go Of Memories Nest Is Often Very Hard to Do....and really "Country" country song :)
Peace & Blessings
Vickie
You must add your "copyright" at the end, for protection, sir.
Blessings and Love - Micke
Carole~
Sheila
Be always safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Hugs, Chrissie
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Anna
Georg
Love ya face Cuz XOXOXO, Rose