I ache sometimes for days gone by,
the passions of my youth;
Dear ones who once touched my heart,
with lovliness and truth.
I still can hear each gentle voice,
they've echoed ever after;
The joys we shared so long ago,
live on within my laughter.
And though my days continue here,
full of hope and happiness;
There's been a place way down inside,
that carries deep sadness.
For heaven holds a part of me,
it's in the ones I love;
No longer here upon this earth,
they look down from up above.
Dwelling now with angels,
in God's heaven in the sky;
And I am here, with naught to hold,
alone sometimes I cry.
They come to me in dreams at night,
to comfort and caress;
The soothing gone at mornings light,
while trapped within my flesh.
I know the day at last will come,
when life finishes my story,
And I will join them once again,
as we share in Heaven's glory.
Until that time I cherish
their love beating in my heart;
And dry the tears I shed for that
which Heaven holds a part.
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