Do not be scared
Do not be sad
Do not shed tears
When my time comes

I was young
I was loved
I was full of hope

Hope of better days
Hope for no more tears
Hope to be there
for your everlasting fears

But my time was short
And I know I will be missed
But do not worry
when I reach the end of the bridge

I will wait for you
I will wait with you
Until your time comes

And when you think of me
Think of the love you shared
The everlasting love
that is so hard to bear

Do not cry
Do not scream
I will merely be sleeping
When my time comes

Every day is a gift
but some gifts are gags
or unpractical
but a gift no less

Does it matter if I stay in bed today
Would it matter if I gave up
Would someone care
if it didn't matter?

Every day is a gift
Some are better than others
You only see my good days
So does it matter
if today is not a good day?

Lights flash
Everyone staring at her
Her smile simple
Not a trace of makeup on her face
Her hand with his
His name known all over
Reports demand to know her name
They push the man
Needing to know the story

"It's simple," He said with a smile
"She is my world
My everything
My one in a million
My one day girl."

Time is seen in the fading scars,

The understanding of the pain one felt,

The memories haunt them,

But slowly, they are getting better,

They didn't notice,

Until their first thought after pain,

Wasn't to make a new scar.