An all-consuming sadness, hovers daily at my door,
Watching, waiting, wondering; will I bow to it once more?
Emotions in a turmoil, surely time enough has passed,
Grief has no agenda; will it end or will it longer last?
I raise the phone to speak to you, as so many times before,
Then realise with such sorrow, its something I can do no more,
I wonder, when the last we spoke, during that final call,
Did you sense it, did you know, that no more words we’d share at all?
I see your face before me, it’s there most every day,
For you are staring back at me, from the mirror as I gaze,
It’s oft been said we look alike, from childhood to the end,
I fought it fiercely many years, your youthful looks became my friend.
Through all your pain and suffering, I thought I was prepared,
But as your beating heart lost pace, I felt so fearful, frightened, scared.
Around me they’re gently hovering, so many words unsaid,
I yearn a sense of closure, to calm this chaos in my head.
I’d ask just one more time again, to hold your withered hand,
But one would turn to more, I know, to say goodbye I’d not withstand,
Acceptance, wrap me in your warmth, I hope it’s one day soon,
I know you’re out there, watching me, among the stars beneath the moon.