I stretch my fingers forth
Towards the frozen ground,
There just beyond my reach
Your stilted body lies.
No matter how much hope
To turn the tables round
Had been within instilled
I know it was just lies.
Your hands will never move
Whole lands to have me near,
Your whispers will not soothe
Away some naïve fright
You will not draw me closer
So that to better hear
My sorrows all, my hopes,
Into the star-lit night.
I cherished every moment
Life gave me at you side.
With every breath, still treasure
Your memory and love.
I wish I still believed
That heaven awaits yonder…
But losing you has robed me
Of faith in the above.
vic briggs 