Everything Is Going To Be Okay Poem by George Wallace

everything is going to be
okay. crickets will sing
for you. maple leaves
will turn their maple leaf
colors. northern mists
will descend from canada
to cool things down. the
terrible winds will subside.
it'll be october and the
hurricanes will be over.
okay i will not be here
but everything is going
to be all right. the sky
will open up its arms
again and embrace you,
the way summer held you
in its strong arms. the way
winter tends to　grip　the world
in snow but then it lets the world go.
the way　sunlight held you like a yellow
daffodil in green grass　in spring. before you
met me, i mean, before i held your hand
in my hand. the way the memory of
my hand in yours will hold you,
after i am gone. all the long
years you will go on living
in this world, without me.