I wish I had the chance to know you, but you were already trapped inside.
I wish that just once, I could have seen the color of your eyes.
I wish I could have made you laugh, maybe even sing.
I wish you could have told me about your life
and the man that gave you that ring.
I believe that you can hear me, though you can not talk.
I believe you know I moved you towards the sun
because you can no longer walk.
Did you like to dance? Was your life hard?
Did you look forward to the holidays?
Did children play in your yard?
So many things to talk about but the answers you can not find
they are no longer there, inside that ravaged mind.
I hope that you could tell that you were not alone
that I was here with you when Jesus took you home
and I can only smile while I watch you take your last breath
because I know you now know everything
in the moment of your death.
See ya later