We Are Home
I opened my eyes to my family I love so dear,
and as they rush to my side I try hard to tell them there is nothing to fear.
There tears fall on the sheets by my side,
and it is me that struggles to let my emotions subside.
In an instant I see someone pass behind the flock that is straight ahead,
my god to my disbelief I could have sworn he was dead.
With a chuckle he passes between the human mass of love,
and points to the ceiling above.
The figure I have known for 35 years from night to day,
and in our vow of love he came back here today.
He speaks no words as he holds my hand and lifts me out of bed,
and past our family, that thinks I am dead.
The room fills up with nurses and doctors galore,
but as the volts enter my body, I know I am no more.
I kiss my daughter and hug my son to say goodbye,
and ask my husband, is it my time to die?
He smiles and we walk into a stairwell of light,
and I hold his hand, trying not to show my fright.
As we pass through the air into a realm I have never known,
My husband kisses me on my lips and whispers, now we are home.
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