While you are with me here nowPlease realize there is a beauty
to all things, even to as above
and below
Know all purposes are things
that matter and sometimes
even the terrible beast
whispers of love
and sings
Some things are meant
to come and to go
like the leaves on tree's
and the flowers scent
The color of fall
the green of spring
everywhere
and yes dear
even loving
As we wait for the flowers
The sunshine
The Rain
and the hours
we spent together
to return again
My Spirit is forever
Cry no more
