Treasure Island

Lora Colon

(26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

Song of Mourning


I sing to the wind that touches your face,
The face I cannot touch;
I sing to the love I can never possess,
For which I suffer too much

I sing to the moon that shines upon you
And bathes you in its light;
I sing to the snow that melts on your lips,
The lips I long for each night

I sing to the ground you walk upon,
The very ground I would kiss;
I sing to the love I'd bestow upon you,
Could it possibly be deeper than this?

I sing to the grass where you lay your head,
The head I long to caress;
I sing to God of the sorrow I feel,
Without you there's no happiness

I sing to your heart and pray you're aware
Of the love I feel for you;
I sing to the angels to keep you safe,
There's nothing more I can do

Submitted: Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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