I Hear a Crying Voice

The Crying Voice

 

I hear a voice crying all alone at night…

                                Is it my voice I hear?

Filled with sad dreams and mingled with tears

My heart cries out ‘What did you do?’

That wind whispers your name,

                                Is it your voice I feel?

 

                           Alone, alone…My soul doth weep and mourn…

                           My mind scoffs with taunting memories and scorn.

                                Foolish girl! How could you think his love would last?

                                He’s left you here, a part of his past.

               Young girl you foolish twit,

      Those shattered dreams are all you get.

                                What made you think he’d come back for you?

                           See him there in his Navy Blue?

                                Time was when he would hold you, but time has passed.

                                Only true love will stand the test, do you think yours will last?

               Sad words…if only I had told you.

                                Silver stars with their silver light…

             Star light…star bright.

            Who is this girl in the looking glass?

           Silver bars have turned to brass.

 

Trusted mirror…fickle fate

                You’re just a memory that is much too late.

How could he know I’d mourn and wait?

                Oh the sweetness of a young girls dreams

Such an innocent thing.

                His memory is such a vital part,

           Of every other beat of my heart.

Thoughts of him drift in again                          saying

                Don’t you wonder where he’s been?

Making me think back to days of old

                How could a young boy be so bold?

                               

           To walk right up and step right in

           Where no else had ever been.

In his eyes I saw my own

                Love full of sweet abandon.

      An oil well derrick, and silver stars

                      In the back seat of his car.

                                      Silver stars to military bars.

 

           Leaving only dust behind

           And silent dreams are hard to find.

 

Alone I wait for nights bathed in silver starlight

                A gentle breeze will blow and I’ll long for his sight.

                      I dared to dream…

                                      Such an innocent thing.

 

How sad but tis true, of his future I had no part

                                So I hold him here, locked in my heart.

Winds come bringing clouds of gray

I call his name…but he doesn’t hear.

He’s lost in his dreams and can’t find his way.

           So listen and listen close

                           His memory now is my …companion ghost.

 

Time brings change and change takes time

And thus you ask can my love stay the same?

Ah ‘tis true they say how some things may never change.

Solver stars entwined forever with military bars.

                Savor the touch of loves first kiss.

How could we have known it would lead to this?

                My heart cries out ‘you should have known’

Then silence cries, ‘you should have told him’.

                Sweet love, first love, only love

           Are precious gifts from up above.

                           Treasure them well

                           They’ve secrets to tell.

 

Memory wanders with questions unasked

                So go ahead and ask yourself ‘did his love last?’

                           See that girl in the looking glass

      Time has passed much too fast

      Too soon your present became his past.

 

                                Silver stars entwined forever with military bars.

                                Oh how and why could you not have known me?

 

Now the secret I chose to keep haunts me still

                And sweet memories are all I feel.

Silver stars are mine to hold.

                With silver bars for a boy so bold.

Silver stars, and oil well derrick

                One girl, one boy and one black Chevy.

My night ends and a new day is born

                Only when souls meet will we feel love’s sweet touch.

And words too late are never spoken,  silence is such.

This love is like a rose with all its thorns.

                The day will pass, and night will come

And once again dreams of him enfold me

                                The day slips away and darkness envelops the sky and it fades to black

                           You know he’s never coming back.

But alas the night winds bring me dreams of you

                Happiness scattered throughout the stars

Silver strands cast out their light

                There is this…silver stars are oh so bright.

Alas alone my mind does ask

                Who is this girl in the looking glass?

           Twisted mirror…fickle heart…

      So time and miles will keep us apart

      My heart cries out…and I am lost to mourn my fate…

                      Knowing my soul lost her mate.

 

Written 6/7/1965