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Push on, push on. Do not relent.
Push harder now, with full intent.
Take back this country, yours and mine,
Return to truth and being kind.
Work together as you must.
Build the Union and the trust.

In the darkest of night.
In the deepest of gloom.
Bring forth the light,
Brighten up the room.
Free up those words,
Locked into your head.
Un-sheath the swords
And honor the dead.

The embers are glowing in the dark,
Among the ashes, of spent trees.
It is peaceful; and quiet in this park,
Until smoke caused me to sneeze.

Shadows moving in the gusty breeze.
Shapes from the limbs of trees.
Eerie when in half light,
Can create, for many a fright.

The nooks and crannies
of my life,
Are full of fears
for my wife.

Fear of what's coming
on this day.
A fear of watching
her slip away.

A fear of what was,
will never be.
Fear of love lost
with her memory.

A fear that comes
at darkest night,
No matter the hour
or the light.

When you walked out of my door,
My heart lay broken, on the floor.
The memories burn brightly, in my mind.
Someday, perhaps, you'll meet your own kind.
Someone who will walk away from view.
See what that does to you.

I know this and that's for certain,
There will soon be a final curtain,
For all of us, as mere mortals,
Will pass from life to different portals.
Some will go to heaven, some to hell,
It's not too late to yet tell,
Those you love and tell them well.
Please do it now; don't delay,
Prepare yourself for that final day.

Time to rise; get out of bed.
Clear the thoughts from within my head.
Thoughts that have no place to stay,
For writing them down, for display,
Would help not myself nor thine,
For these thoughts will always be mine.

Did you decide to leave,
When we first said hello?
Was it something, I said,
That was harsh, not mellow?
I'll probably never know why
It was, a short goodbye.
Now I say to you,
Fond wishes and adieu.

The strange thoughts, go through my head.
Perhaps I should just, go back to bed.
The life we love in these days
At this very moment, does me, amaze.

I want to tell you
What life is about.
The love another,
Will scream and shout,
To all the heavens
Of a love so devout,
While it's painfully happy,
Will never give out.

Will you ever come back to me,
So the way we were, will be,
The life we shared, with deep emotion
And will be one of loves devotion?