Not a Day Goes By

Not a day goes by that I don't remember you. A castle in my heart was made for you, from the nightmares, to guard you. As the cold breeze passing through sings, wrapped you, shielding with my wings, when he came sneaky in the night, the grim reaper, he dares might. with a slash from his scythe, he took my wings too. Flightless, wandering lost, tired, fell kissing the dirt. Woke up one morning, in the middle of the woods. Down on my knees, pleading you, "Dear brother! one word from you will do." For now I know what love is? but none I have to share it with.