“Share my life. I will never ask for too much."
Clouds billow past the stone that is now your home;
Do they pause for a moment?
To hear your bass song
Of love, of life, of laughter, of loneliness.
My memories rush through the story that was your life;
Did I pause then?
To hear your lines spoken
With a smile, a soft word, a grin, a tear.
I walk through life’s lanes, a part of you in me;
Do I stop now?
To heed your soft whisper
To learn, to still fear, to bear up, to find joy.
I will see you again in a world to come;
Will I tell you then?
What your life meant
To me, to your love, to your boys and girls.
I will tell you then what your life said to me:
“Share my life. I will never ask for too much.”