One of these days you will know,
Love comes after death.
Falling star's that never fell from
The night sky.
I'm now lost and don't know where
To turn, lonely and how it aches.
Now that you are still, you have to
Listen to what I have to say.
Death comes from your love,
I love you came while I was still alive.
One of these days, one remains alone,
See the sky is bright, the sky is high,
Much too high and much to bright
To feel what once was love even after parting
My friend death to speak of love.
Copyright © James McLain | Year Posted 2017
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Falling star's that never fell from the night sky. But Love comes after death.We see bright sky in high and we feel essence of life here. An amazing perceptional poem is shared here. But love still loves in heart...10