Become

A “prayer” to those I’ve lost….

When you pass, when you get up “there”

Become the spring showers, and rain down onto me

Become the fall wind, and be a breeze onto my face

Become the brisk winter air, and cool my soul

Become the summer sunset, and make me dream

Become those things to me, so that I can believe, all of this pain, was worth your love, and that it’s still real.

Help me see, the love I lost remains, and is infinite and boundless, that you are still real, that “we” continue to exist. 

Make me believe…..