See You At The Crossroads Poem by Bancroft Boreland

Her life-less body lies still in the coffin
As I kiss her lips and whisper farewell
I keep staring at her
Hoping that she will open her eyes
I keep looking at the coffin
Wishing that I too was inside
I wish I could bring her back
By taking her place
But I know that it is already too late
My heart bears a sorrow so great
And there is none to unburden me
Of this dark weight
The tears pour down my cheeks
As they lower the coffin and cover her grave
I feel like a sea without waves

I know that I shall see her again
At the point where the roads
Of life and death intersect
Then… and only then
Will I be happy again…