Whispers…On the Wind

There be whispers…on the wind,
When alone…tis that I hear them,
Soft spoken voices…murmuring,
Of days that art…no more-
Of souls once known,
And held quite dear,
Now departed…so that there,
Be only whispers…on the wind,
To mark…they'd ever been here-
Loves desired…and fulfilled,
And ones...alas,
That never shall,
Each adrift…upon the wind,
Departed now…n'er to be…again.