This planet in its course proceeds apace Careening through the stars with not a care For all the souls that dwell upon its face Their sorrows, nor the triumphs that they share The sun o'er the horizon peeks its headΒ And casts its warmth to all beneath its rays 'Tis no less bright for all the tears we shed But still it shines to guide us through our days The flow'rs still bloom with beauty just as bright And heav'nward reach, the sun's embrace to feel Their small, glad faces bringing joy and light To every burdened heart with wounds to heal Yes, life still marches on without you here Yet sweeter would it be if you were near
Eight months and the block is lifted. How am I writing about you again?