These are for You,
My works through it seems
framed,  on the wall, smiling
What to do about without me moments passed make up life
Deep, like the hours in a day
That we had, we did, before
As it has, it will cycling,
continuous, predictable as all but
our last breath,  to ashes then
if I cared, goodbyes
if I worried,  I'm sorry's
If given the chance,  i might linger
To catch final glimpses
Reflecting, on all the right things
To forgive myself,  my follies
Then let my shell feed the earth,
as life,  and love,  and time go on
So too will those that will without
If they feel lessened,  disheartened
Then talk so i may listen
What to do about without,  
Remember, talk,  go on living
They watch,  they listen.