" nights are not old
nor are the days
they come and they go
yet the coming and going of day and night
whispers into my ear to wake up
so that you and I
could dance with the miracle
of each moment
in this journey of living life
before we return"
"I wasnât there
I wasnât there to hold your hand
In those final moments of quiet goodbye,
To whisper words meant to ease the fear,
Or let you know that it was okay to fly.
I wasnât there to see your breath fade,
To feel the warmth leave your skin,
To catch the last light in your eyes
Or tell you what might have been.
I wonder if you felt alone
As shadows gathered in the room,
If you were reaching out for comfort
And all you found was empty gloom.
I wasnât there, and now I carry
This weight, this ache, this heavy shameâ
A love that lingers like a question,
A heart that breaks when I hear your name.
But if there is some place beyond,
Somewhere beyond this worldâs veil,
I hope you know I would have been there
If I could have followed the trail.
Know that you are always loved
More than any words could sayâ
And though I missed the final moment,
You are in my heart today, and every day"