This grief, this loss, this pain of separation we feel
A pain felt so strong, we touched each other with emotional hands
When our eyes were first opened, coming into our presence
Eternal thoughts, manifested in a place where we can be all, we can be
We laughed and played on our playgrounds of life
Stayed up in our rooms all night long singing songs
They held us in loving arms when we needed a friend
Promised us, they'll be here to the very end
When we needed a shoulder to cry on, shed a tear or two
There on them, a caring one, we always knew
The fragile hands of time, have taken them away to sleep
As much as we weep, wishfully sorrow for and over them
They will not return to us, rather we will sleep as they, one day
We are reminded every night as we lay our heads upon our beds
Life is sweet, yet oh, so short, as the sleep we had
For a brief moment in time we had them to love
Like those who now have us to love
Coming out of sleep, we too, could've been taken
Yet left; given another chance, to help someone along the way, this day
All past, present, future, the failings that do easily beset us
A greater scrifice when placed, said, "It is finished"!
No need for pleadings of blood, or any other means
A greater redemption was paid when in a grave, One laid
There is room enough for all, when called
Who waited in hope to hear when recalled
Will courage embrace us to live this day with fond memories, as we pray
Like them, we will fall asleep to be awakened alongside, one day
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.