The Wake

"My pen drips of sorrow and on this paper, I write each tear" The Wake I step into a solemn room, many people there In silence I proceed and slip into a chair In front of me the coffin, with the body shown So we can offer our respects to this person we have known Soft music drifts dreamily, perceived more then heard While all those in attendance listen to the reverends word Sadness and a sense of loss hangs heavy in the air And sounds of sobs from loved ones come from everywhere I feel my emotions rise, and know that I will cry It will be very difficult for me to say goodbye I've seen him grow from just a kid to the man that he became But that time is now behind us since God has called his name He's everybody's brother, husband, dad or son He took a pledge to fight for me, and now that fight is done It is so sad that one so young, life's cycle is complete Just yesterday he was to me the kid just down the street I approach the casket, and feel a sense of pride That I'd had a chance to know this boy, who for me has died He lies there in his uniform, medals on his chest I whisper "job well done my son, now it's time to rest" As I leave the funeral home, replete with heavy heart My mind mourns all our children who have died doing their part My thoughts turn to the ones that are still fighting yet today Our father, keep them safe from harm til they come home I pray