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. 

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