Why am I still here and you’re not?
Why am I still here and you’re not?
Why do I get to live another day
and you not?
Is it a blessing or a curse?
I try to understand and think this through
But it remains my loss,
I miss you.
Your smile and playful ways,
the way you listened when we talked.
Being with me, loving
and caring, protecting me
in your special way.
If I had but one more chance,
what would I do or say?
I’d hold and smell you
– and rise with you
to a higher place,
where there’s no longing, grief or bitter pain,
no looking for a better day.
No more, no more …
I want to be no more.
Not more human, but more spiritual,
Richer, not financially, but in knowledge of my purpose,
Intelligent, not worldly, but in heavenly insights.
I get to live another day
In body, bounded here on earth
But in spirit – far beyond!
I try to understand and think this through
But it remains my loss,
I miss you.
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