The services were over,
The people had all gone,
My life lay all in pieces...
Yet I must move along.
 
I walked through rooms now empty,
Yet I feel his presence there,
His coat hung on it's hanger...
His slippers by his chair.
 
The machine that kept him breathing,
Stands silent and at rest,
Now that it's no longer needed...
It still had done its' best.
 
I touched the chair that was his own,
Last Christmas gift from me,
Through eyes that fill and over-flow...
Until I cannot see.
 
We shared years of love and laughter,
But now those are all gone,
Time doesn't wait for mortal man...
But just keeps marching on.
 
(c)  05/20/07  Loree (Mason) O'Neil
 
Midi playing is: Have I
 
 

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