Awakening to meet this very day
Emotions uncontrolable, searching for words to say
To offer you some type of support
we can try to delay, but in the end I must report
Openly embracing the final comforts of our home
Subconscienously trying to plan a way to weather the storm
Taking a final glance over our memories on the wall
I can no longer resist the tears, so they must fall
No amount of preparation can have us ready
The road will be arduous, but we must remain steady
Unfortunately the time has finally drawn near
I must go now my love and finally face our fear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reality does play it's hand