I STOOD BY YOUR BED
I stood by your bed last night, I saw you crying in your sleep.
I wanted to tell you how much I love you, and beg you not to weep.
I whispered to you softly and brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
and I remembered many times your love reached out to me.
I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wished that I could help you more.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you, that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my arms around you, I smiled and said again "it's me."
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
I want to let you know I'm near you every day.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew ...
in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning
and say "goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out ... then come home to be with me.