Is it important, to think so intensely
When all these, too, shall pass?
A month later, would anyone remember
A fleeting thought, like a whisper
A tearful soul, in the hand of a stranger
Or the one unanswered prayer?
when the essence of the moment gives us the dignity to last the days ahead.
I think of you, and I smile because
You are near and you are here
just for me, just for one last song.