No Rhyme Or Reason

There is no rhyme or reason
Why that day you had to die

It was that cold winter season
When you got your wings to fly

You are up high where the Angels live
Where passed loved ones have flown before you

Though you still had much love to give
You left me alone and feeling blue

Missing you more as each day passes
Time not easing this grief

I now see through eyes covered with dark glasses
Will my heart ever find relief
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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