Alan
I would trade it all
I’d give up everything I own
If I could turn the clock back to a time
Before the angels called you home.
The grief it never leaves me
Forever I will mourn
Some days it’s just a shower of rain
Other days it’s like a storm.
And on the days it’s heavier
When it hits me like a train
I know it’s all my love for you
And that my life will never be the same.
And when I feel anger
As it sits heavy on my chest
I know its grief’s way of whispering
That I was truly blessed.
xxxx
