The Day

The day the sky decides to fall, Don't regret or be afraid, Because If anything mattered at all It will slowly fade away... As an image of you says goodbye, You can turn and face your self, In a thousand mirrors that pass by, Without the slightest bit of help... The day the ground decides to fall, It will slowly leave your feet, Hanging in the air until you crawl, Toward the place where we will meet... I'll be waiting just to take your hand, As we leave the world behind, Watching friends and family as they stand, By your casket in a line... It's the day we all look forward to, Never knowing when its near, Bringing life to some and death to you, Just to fade and disappear....