I realized today that I had lost you Thirteen hours after your call When the house was empty And the pain was free to rush in. And all I wanted was a hug from you Your arms containing me so I don’t shatter.
But you’re not here. So I stand in my silent kitchen, My tears falling and my heart pounding. Wondering if you’re thinking about me, too.
I am hardly fed of the daily bread of the barley bread before I see me dead, in my head And my Friend in the Garden said, Eat,live and anticipate. Fear not,I shall wait......
The gentleman in the black trench coat breathed out a puff of smoke and said,through the fog, "I am a breeze of relief to some and a storm of wrath for others."
He took out a crumpled piece of paper. Read it and mumbled, "I wonder what your share is?"