The change of seasons tell me that now is the time to say goodbye.
I listen to you sing a lullaby, your swansong. Longing to be whole,
you are going somewhere of destiny's own choosing. You cry and
yet I try to remain strong for both of us. Jesus only knows how
much we hurt inside. You're quickly slipping away from view.
Who knew you would leave and grieve me? Who knew our separation
would be permanent? However shall I move forward with my life?
I'll breathe with or without you present. I will always remember you.
I hold onto the hope that we will reunite someday.