The tender hug
that feeds a fading heart...
Throughout the year
she collects obituary...
When you die you simply leave everyone behind
body and soul you walk out from everybody's mind...
Your poor, chapped lips -
they flake, crumble and peel...
A cruel deed,
That cannot be undone...
The cold marble floor,
is incredibly stubborn honey...
Walking along the shore with persuaded heart,
Your memories are lost among the stars...
Catch me in the air
that fills this room...
How do I love with kind heart for thee alone?
To live a life where I meet thy presence not...
If I could have one more day with you,
Mother dear, to sit beside your chair...
Where is yesterday's laughter?
It seems to have slipped away...
Don't think of me as gone
My life has just begun...