Wounded Bird

I mourn you today as I did yesterday and will do tomorrow
I mourn each day with the sunrise as I open my eyes,
I feel emptiness in my heart like a sharp knife! Tears fill my life.

Not one day that I don’t cry since you been gone.

I thought by now I’d be dry inside ready to die.
Memories of you sitting by the bed side like a
wounded bird! Why was I blinded it was blurred.
You flew away to a better place. You been saved.

At nights I whisper come back to me if only for a while
waiting on a ghost to comfort me pull the knife out.
Wanting to fall but standing on my feet. My strength is
the courage of my faith my heart will continue to beat.

Lulu

Dedicated to Jeff Muller 12/12/13