You Are Free, I'M Adrift
You are free, I’m adrift
still lost in grief
Life stolen, it matters naught
who was the thief
The callous, in disregard
of life and beauty
Or in absence, the steward
who failed in duty
To feel, from failure
the sorrow of death
Forever lost, always
until my last breath
If only, different choices
had been made
Your soul, to rest
would not be laid
But now, in time
I have found some peace
Not enough, however
for the pain to cease
That will come, alas
when I hold you son
In heaven, together
when my life is done
Copyright © Wade Greenlee | Year Posted 2022
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