He placed his lips upon her hand The warmth was slowly fading His life was changing before his eyes No chance for hope or waiting His dearest friend and closest love was slipping from this world He knew that he’d be okay now But then grief would be unfurled.
I try to hear you but I can no longer listen my thoughts are askew my mind is amiss I stare but cannot see you I reach out but cannot feel you I breathe you in but cannot smell We are together yet so alone wasting away in each others presence waiting to say goodbye
Morning Amazing Musers! I know it has been a crazy time, and an even crazier week, so here is an image to take your minds off things. I look forward to seeing the directions you all take! http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/
When waves of dread wash over you and the salt burns your lungs and eyes the flame of hope stays brightly lit We can hear your victory cries.