Farewell

When death's cold hands stole my soul,
My body still, lied on the floor.
My eyes looked up to the ceiling so high
while I pondered, is this what it is to die.

Before my answers could come to pass, I went away
To see the boy that once was me.
Alone I watched, rediscovering a friend long gone
and a life I'd left, so many years gone by.

My dreams were fresh and my mind was strong,
I loved each day anew when my body was young.
My first love's laugh broke the silence
and brought me ahead to moonlit strolls.

Carefree, I felt her soul, foolishly, I cried
for a past whose lessons would never die.
But soon we were no longer alone
and all around my young ones roamed.

To my children, where could I start
without you my days would have been dark.
Finally, though, I come to a place where
I was loved most, by those you'll always know.

In the comfort of my home, there was sorrow
but none so great as that I felt when I couldn't
mend their hearts or soothe their souls.
At last my journey ends and I'm left without
a final farewell or so long.





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