Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Love & Death

If the last time was the last time 
I saw your smiling face
The last time that I held your hand in mine;
If between then and “next time”
You were to leave this place 
And I found out that we were out of time

How would I recover?
For how long would I grieve?
How many broken tears would leave my eyes?
And how long would it take me,
If you’d abruptly leave,
For me to settle down and realize 

That you were never leaving...
For You are always there 
Your Spirit dances step in step with mine 
And I know when I talk to you
Your voice I still will hear 
And love, in ways that words cannot define

I do not have to doubt it
Or act like it’s not real
Because the world says, “no, this cannot be!”
There’s nothing that could sway me
To deny what I feel:

Even death could not keep you from me

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