As I Lie

I lie here thinking,
Wishing for but one thing;
To see my sister's eyes,
Her Baby-blues before I die.
To hold her in my arms,
And feel her soft skin.
To see her magic charms,
Before she goes to Heaven's Inn.

I lie here waiting,
To see her one last time.
To hold her like she were here,
Before that final chime.
Thinking what I could of done;
Something different,
Before God played this cruel pun.
But it was too late.

So as I lie here wishing,
And wondering;
What would it be like,
To see her here -
Standing close and dear.
But it's all over now,
Nothing left to hear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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