Life Is But A Dream

I am lying next to you, awake now while you sleep,

For death has just released me, yet in your dream you weep.

If only you could see me, so peaceful and serene,

But you must live a little more and carry on the dream,

A dream from which one day you’ll wake and see me by your side,

And know for sure that I’m still here and that I never “died.”

So now go on, be strong and look for me in wondrous things,

In the quietness of starlight and the warmth that sunshine brings,

And hear my voice to calm you, to say that it’s all right,

For I’m only here beside you, whispering in the night.

Of course you’ll cry, you’ll miss me, your very soul will ache,

But I am here, a breath away, waiting for you to wake,

So know that life is just a dream of love and fleeting pain,

And know I’m waiting by your side to love you once again.

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