She wipes a tear
As she tries not to cry
For it’s been four years
Since he died
She remembers the day clearly
Everything happened too fast
No one was ready
For the news that came
Memories float in her mind
Both the happy and sad
Wishing she could see him
Just one last time…
He lived his life
Taken too early
He should be here
Living, with us
She closes her eyes
As she pictures him
Standing next to her
Holding her hand
He comforts her
He tells her
He’s okay and
Not to worry
She wants him back
But knows it cannot be
For that is
The way of life
No longer with us physically
Always here spiritually
Watching over us
She feels his presence
She wipes a tear
No longer crying
She tells him
She loves him
And he says,
I love you too
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