The flower echo.

At dawn she waited for him
 as she so often did 

With a song and a memory
Of the days of LoVe ...

With the morning sunrise smiles...and the hope of another night
Now on this day ...it was when he left...

To Soon...some say.

For she could not go back...
to those times of living again

Yet her heart beats the love
 for his love..

Soon ...she thought ...For she wandered...

Insanity....they say
She could never find another like him.

At night they can hear her singing...
for she once sang in small cities opera 

But now only one song can be heard

In the solitude of time and nights she sang ..she sang ..in tones of her Soul

"The flower duet"....
now only one remains...she sang

The heart to her soul never ending....
In wanting him again