I had a dream in France
that you were dying.
and so I came home
after two restless
days of flying
And now you lie,
your health in slow decline
dressed in white sheets,
alabaster cheeks
your IVs all entwined
I can't say I love you
quite enough
And
in front of you
I know
I must be tough
but I never knew that
loss would come before
the angels come
to lead you through
their door
You always believed
that
dreams held something true
I wish that
when I dreamed of death
I hadn't dreamt of you.
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 3:23 AM UTC
I had a dream in France
that you were dying.
and so I came home
after two restless
days of flying
And now you lie,
your health in slow decline
dressed in white sheets,
alabaster cheeks
your IVs all entwined
I can't say I love you
quite enough
And
in front of you
I know
I must be tough
but I never knew that
loss would come before
the angels come
to lead you through
their door
You always believed
that
dreams held something true
I wish that
when I dreamed of death
I hadn't dreamt of you.