How Will You See Me?


We should have grown old together

That’s how it should have been

Growing wrinkled and gray side by side

In love and holding hands

But you were taken from me

Just left me all alone

I guess I’ll have to go on, and grow old on my own.

But how will you see me

When we finally meet again?

Will you see me old and gray

Or will you see me young again?

Will you see the me you first met

Or the me you left behind?

It won’t matter what you see

As long as you’re still mine.

For death is just a moment

When you had to step away

In my heart, I do believe

We’ll meet again someday.

And when that someday gets here

No matter when that day may be

I can’t stop myself from picturing

How happy we will be.

Together again, and holding hands

How happy we will be.

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About the Author
married at 16 and widowed at 64. I try to relieve the crushing grief and pain through music, poetry and writing. I hope someone may find some strength, hope or just know they are not going through this alone through my scribbling.
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