Grasping for Light Through the Darkness of Death

Your memory
Still haunts me
While I sleep.
I see your face
Feel your embrace
But then I weep . . .
For my heart knows–
As daylight grows–
That you are gone,
Stolen away
That mournful day.
So each new dawn,
I hear your cries
And labored sighs
As I awake . . .
Reliving pain,
Innocence slain,
And raw heartache
When Death grabbed hold
And Life ran cold
Right before me,
Leaving me here
Fighting my tears
On bended knee!