Sirens Call

I hear the siren far and near
Who has died now or has trouble deep
Below is a meadow with deep furlows
To receive aplenty of those who sleep
Sweet and low is it to keep
For those who fly away and whose graver may
never seep
Fly away my dear and near one
Least I come near and have no heap
Torn and am I for their is no one to peep
My love one was one to keep me on seat
Sorry I am that no one carer
Believe me sweet I live today
For yesterday I have no Monday
But sad am I that I cannot see
My life is not a melody
No music in life I have not today
Far and near I cannot be
My life is a yesteryear with you not near
Nights aflame with sadness
I cannot end this madness that took you from here

By Felicia McCaw