Lips tremble, tears abound,
My arms around you in embrace,
In sadness, I cradle you.
In my endless swirling mind,
Of better times, or better place
But of this, youre not aware.
I grieve for your reality,
Yet celebrate, the freedom of your soul.
As silently, away you slip,
From the realm of my reality, into
The memory pastures of my mind.