Why's a spirit to be feared
But a soul once held so dear
Do they stand with empty hands
All their memories turned to sand

Is peril in nothing to lose
In abundance feel accused
Will they damage what is yours
Because what was went before

What if reminisce is to see
Watching life begin and be
But to live a little more
Hearing your laugh through a door

Suppose a blessing they will give
Hoping that this love relives
Wonder if a sweeter smile
Crosses their face on the mile