I saw you last night in my mirror
Twice today I heard you call my name
I know, I know, your not with me
Still, I heard you just the same
My thoughts return to the sad day
That I was told to say good-bye
That you could not, would not be with me
That you my darling were to die
Sometimes late in the evening
I can feel still your hand holding mine
And it’s the times that I closely feel your presence
That haunt my mind a hundred thousand times
My friends all say I should go on
That I will find someone new
But darling, oh my love how can I
When all that I am belongs to you
I held you last night in my arms love
And I dried the tears that you cried
I remember the last that I held you
When our lives were entwined
I saw you last night in my mirror
And I could feel your hand over mine
It’s these times when closely feel your presence
That haunt my mind a hundred thousand times.
Copyright 2007 Bill Simmons
AKA BillWilliamStar@aol.com
author: When Cannons Fire & The Kingdom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem