JUST A MINUTE AGO
He was just here a minute ago,
I turned and then he was gone.
How am I going to keep living?
How am I going to go on?
The tears don’t seem to stop,
the pain in my heart is so deep,
oh, if just for one moment
I could close my eyes and sleep.
And perhaps I’d dream his face
perhaps hold him close once more,
we could dance across the skies,
run away from death’s cruel door.
But my mind won’t let me dream,
and sleep is a wish long past;
so I just have to hold on to faith,
pray for the strength to stand fast.
His last words to me were “Don’t cry,
I will just be a moment away,
I promise to never leave your heart
and you’ll see me again someday.”
But moments soon turned to hours,
and hours soon turned into years,
and still I sat so all alone,
I couldn't dry all of the tears.
But then in a moment of wonder,
I looked and I saw him once more,
he was coming to take me home,
at last, I could see heaven’s shore.
© Forrest Phelps-Cook
June 24, 2007
By forrestc
© 2008 forrestc
(All rights reserved)
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