I stood by your bed last night; I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying. You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, and I’m here."
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, as it was coffee for me.
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today. Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels; I wish I could do more.
[But why I could not]
I was with you even that you do not see me; you try to tend it with such care of you.
I want to re-assure you, that I am moving on now and I have grown strong.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put a smile on my face; I smiled and said "It is me."
I often look back at time, and sank into a chair of comfort.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was there.
It is possible for me to be so near you every day.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You and I had days of fun, then smiled, I think you knew...
in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you but you chose to move on.
The day is over... I smile and watch every new day to come
and say "Good-night, God bless, another day will be here."
And when the time is right it is only your lost as I am moving on,
I will make it as life will give back to me , and I will stand, tall as strong.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out... then to know I am okay because I am strong.