The mood is melancholy,
The ambience sad.
The soul is weary,
The body tired.
I think about you,
But my thoughts have dried.
I murmured your name
And then I cried
In the last of moment of the agony,
I waited for you,
You knock on my door
And tell me to follow you
It’s time, you say
Time to leave
I realize I need a few moments more
I want to see her at least once
To touch her and feel if she is real
I need to hear her laughter once more, see her smile light up the room once more.
I need to take her small hand in mine when she is sleeping…and thank God once more
I need to kiss my girl on the corner of her lips once more, to lie snug with her once more
I need to see how the tulip bulbs I planted in the fall come out this spring
And if the leaves of the trees will be prettier this fall
I need to visit countries, continents.
I need to see all this world has got to show me.
Oh, there is so much I need to do!
Can’t we wait a bit?
Come, let’s wait a bit.
A few moments more.
A few days more.
A few months more.
A few years more.