4000 miles

I watched you watch him die,

4000 miles away.

I watched you watch him die,

Each note or call

Received with trepidation,

Hoping for the best,

Fearing the worst.

I watched you watch him struggle,

Fighting to his dying breath.

I watched you watch him struggle,

Forever the rock that stood

A guardian to your love.

Steadfast in dignity,

Silent suffering etched upon his brow.

He passed on a sunny morning,

But no sun shone that day;

Just pools of heartache gathering deep

As his hand slipped from your own.

You had nursed him,

And in those waning days,

Your strength was a match for his.

 

Crescendo

 

Notes that danced upon my heart,

That's how it felt.

A song my ears had ne'er heard,

Yet as welcoming as a Mother's whisper.

A swirling wave of endless warmth,

Encircling my very soul.

A sound so powerful and bold,

A shield against the world.

 

How was one life created with the beauty,

To adorn every song book?

How does one life beat with such a rhythm,

To cradle the heart with eternal love?

How easily do those notes surround and enter,

Every facet of your life?

How rich your own love story,

When love's music conquers all.

 

Our lives dance forever along the song sheet,

Sometimes a solo, but always a duet.

The key may change from time to time,

But our beat pulses in synchronous joy.

For when love is based on such pure tones,

And chords that always connect,

The melody that shields and protects,

Will never let you fall.