Not goodbye - a poem

My love, I want to let you rest but I really don't know how
I'd love to go and tuck you in above on those plump and wispy clouds

I need to know you're at peace up there, I don't know where to begin;
I long to feel you in every drop of rain, every whispered gust of wind

I hope that you're looking down on me with love, the way I look up to you
Please talk to me through rustling leaves, sweet birdsong; I want to feel your presence in everything that I do

I hope that you are full of love, of warmth, of hope, of joy
And know that there's nothing that we wouldn't do, to see you again our precious boy

For every tear that rolls down my cheek; for every skip of my heart,
I am holding on to that one treasured thought - of when we shall no longer be apart

Gazing at the stars that sparkle and the early morning light
I wonder how you bide your time, and wish you all the very best for every day and night

This is not a parting, an end or a goodbye
It simply sends you my hopes, my wishes, the words behind my cry

I know that you are safe up there and you are as happy as can be
For all of the strength in all of my bones, I wish I could bring you down to me.