I dream most nights
Of the northern lights
Shining upon our cabin by the shore
And thinking what more can I ask for.
I used to sketch everyday
What our life would be like in bloom of May.
But never once did I hear you say
Anything about a family or us in that way.
You knew you were dying
And even though you were trying,
As hard as you might to keep,
Seeing you so meek, just made me weep.
You used to smile at my little hints of our life
How I would one day make you my wife
About the three kids we'd have raised
Even about the Terrier we loved and praised.
Then you left so suddenly
I couldn't cry, I couldn't see.
Most importantly
Because you were everything to me.
Now, those photographs are tear stained reminders
Of a life that could have been.
If only God didn't have to seal his binders
On a lovely angel that I've seen.
Kids playing tag by the old oak tree
Our dog, Rover, lapping them happily.
I once dreamt of you and me,
With our family by the sea...