I See The Light Poem by Sergio Warren Roiatti

Do not fight me, I am about to die,
Hold my hand; watch me cry.
Do not leave me, do not go,
Like my mother did years ago.

I need you here,
By my side;
Hold my hand; let me cry.
Give me love, please do not hate.
I could not decide my own fate.

Take my hand, hold me tight;
I don't think I'll make it through the night.
Thank-you for your love and tears,
Those sleepless nights;
Those candle-lit dinners.
Thank-you for everything, my lover,
Thank-you for it all.

For it is night,
But I; can see the light.