Sometimes I feel him
And I know that he is in my soul
For eternity
 
The bittersweet pain
Of living without my love
Rends my soul each day



 
As the sun goes down
Darkness sets in with a sigh
Covering the land
 
The fleeting sunshine
Gives way to stormy darkness
Lightning rules the sky
 

Love is a garden
Where weeds or flowers can grow
You decide which one

 
He sits beside me
And I bask in the warm glow
Of being his wife

 
Soft little flower
Gossamer petals of white
Protected by thorns
 

Little wolf cubs, they
Raven cries and darkling blood
Yet they walk in light

 
Fog swirls in the night
Ghostly faces haunting me
As the cold wind howls
 

As she sits weeping
I want nothing more than to
Take her pain away
 

My son, my firstborn
Survivor of childhood hell
Now may you find peace