It’s been sometime since my mind did roam
Into realms beyond the known
In a quest for knowledge for the wise
To create, enhance and devise
A better world for ones still young
An abode of safety, where they belong
Alas! I sit and sigh and shrug my shoulder
Too tired to set about a great endeavor
But I hope to see these dreams come true
‘Tis a gift, this world, is long overdue.
On silent nights I strain me more
To hear those sounds of the lark’s song
But the birds have all lost their voice
And in silence, my whole world seems to belong
I fight, I flail, I struggle hard
To break the shackles and go back to him
To hear him call me beautiful just one last time
To hear him say I am his every whim
We joked, we laughed and hid the blush
We played, we loved we spoke with eyes
Hearing the unsaid and dreaming the spark
Alas, today, all but dust does lie
I writhe inside with grief that’s lost
It’s way around and can’t ever come out
So I pierce within each moment, each day
Wanting but to the heavens shout
That Thou art merciless and deeply so
To nip the beautiful bloom in the bud
And send hopes so pretty crashing to the floor
That cannot be what the good Lord does
And so I pray with grudging hope
That there be some reason to this darkness around
That my love, up there, is at his cocky best
And every mythical joy does him surround
I could never give him what I wanted to here
And so I send fervent prayers up his way
That the after-life be the dream we hope for
And that I can kiss him again, at last, someday.
