Dying, Dead, Gone

To touch the coldness in ones hand
To see the paleness in their face
To know they have lost their light
To know its part of their fate

To say goodbye to a loved one
To feel the pain in your heart
To know you'll never see them
Or hear their merry laugh

You know they are dying, dead, gone
And there's nothing you can do about it
Except say goodbye
And know one day you maybe reunited