We hope our life is endless, that each tomorrow is guaranteed,
For those things that matter most to us, we should have all the time we need.
It is a fallacy we cling to, a trap laid so well into which we fall,
For in the blinking of a new-born eye an angel may come to call.
Your life could span a hundred years, it could end within an hour,
When fate and tragedy collude, hope and dreams just carrion they devour.
Wisdom says that time will heal, that grief will fade from view,
But each second now seems longer, no tomorrow could ever be new.
Death’s cold embrace indiscriminate, it is not selective in its touch,
But that’s no consolation when it takes the ones we love so much.
There is never a valid reason, why some must live whilst others die,
Logic usurped by fickleness, we are always left with one word, why?
Reality choked by churned emotions, clouded judgments seek to blame,
The simplest truth the hardest, life can never be the same.
We hold on to our memories, we have every reason to,
For all that we remember, there can be nothing new.
Shared dreams you daren’t abandon, or the plans that you once built,
When every peal of laughter is choked with regret and guilt.
The hardest thing is to carry on, you would swap your place for theirs,
You find the strength, you simply do, though you feel every heartstring tear.
I’m not certain there’s a heaven and I sincerely hope that there’s no hell,
I hope you walk with angels now, and I know they’d treat you well.
So though your eyes have shut one last time, and mine just need to cry,
I’m glad that stars have welcomed you, the brightest star in my night sky.
There was much that I had to say to you, so much that you should hear,
How much you changed my life around, the one I always held most dear.
I hope I get to see you again, I hope to tell you how much I cared,
As painful as the loss is, there is pride in what we shared.
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