‘MOVING THROUGH HERE'





I may not be here when you wake,
I may go on a distant trip
across dark seas and stormy nights,
to dock beside some moonlit slip.

I may not be here when you wake,
and where I'm bound I have no clue,
but have no fear, those I love,
I'll make it safe, I'll wait for you.

I may not be here when you wake,
so forgive this last advice I give
from all the things I've learned ‘till now,
pass through this grief, then laugh and live.


All written material © Bill Schechter, 2016
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