After I am gone...

This day may be the last I am seeing,
As I may not live to see tomorrow.
A few hours hence, in my coffin I'll rest,
Leaving my beloveds in sorrow.

They may weep and mourn and cry and ache,
For 'me', who by then would be gone…
They'll remember the moments I last spent with them,
Going back to the day I was born.

They'll stare at my picture, be filled with grief...
As they look for me in my room.
So the very next day, they'll surely appear,
With candles and flowers by my tomb.

I may want to break free, and reach out to them…
To wipe off the tears from their face,
But it seems far too impossible, now,
To drown in their warm, loving embrace.

Their pain I may not stand to bear,
And so I will say to God,
"Please fill their hearts with hope and courage."
And He'll reply in an affirming nod.

Suddenly we'll be so different,
Will feel like a world between us,
We both would have lost each other then,
Now, isn't that what death always does?

Within moments it will all be finished,
As I will return to dust,
But I have always loved you,
And this, remember, you must.

I may breathe the last of this world,
This can happen any time, any day,
So hold on to me and cherish me,
Cause all I may have is today.