by my side: part 2
such is the touch of
it is the sound of the voice
breaking the silence
blessed
humble
sincerely teared
a fond pace
for a change
precious to envision
beautiful to witness
a wonderful spirit
to embrace to the end of every day...
This ever wasted breath
has worth now
words mean something again
a face to stop time
a gaze leaving me in a daze
yet I feel loved in return...
Strength to move mountains
to create a life
to fullfill hope
bring joy
serenity and comfort..
Stories have described
the calming of a voice
never has it been real til now..
The movie credits roll
left hoping for an ending
to match somewhere in our life,
impossible yet somehow...
Words mean as much as you make them
and i have a lifetime left
to express them
a lifetime may not be enough
to repay this debt of love....
So, rested and blessed
a dream come true
taken my breath away
and given back as a gift
saved me from myself...
Should a passer by
wonder why
these tears I cry
with a sigh
i might try
to describe
the greatest
gift of all time
as she strolls up
by my side...