For Him...
Sometimes I lie quietly in bed The noise decreasing slowly I think of happy thoughts To lull myself to sleep The memories are bright Colorful and happy I yearn for the moment I raise my hand to feel But they pass by I try to touch and catch They slip away too quickly The sands of time whisked away I feel an ache somewhere It grows stronger and stronger I turn and toss trying hard But the tears fall after all I’m wide awake now But the fear in me grows The shadows are gone Taking away my soul.