The sands of time are falling 

Be not afraid for when the last grain lands

I will return to the light, to God our Divine Father

When the body is done, my spirit rises up 

Will I be mourned, tears will be shed

Hearts heavy with sorrow

Yet I am set free, radiant light, filled with joy

Life's prison of struggle, war and disease gone

Do they feel empty, do they miss my love

I am there with them, do they know

They will know I am there with every memory

I do not usually share my writing, but so many share here I figure I should as well. Thanks for reading