Standing quietly under the covering sky,
Change is hovering somewhere near by;
It’s necessary , I’m told , for all to survive;
I watch and prepare my remnants of my life!
What is a man without his wife?
I gather the wood I store the food,
Accepted rather than understood is what
I need too need to do ;
All through my day and night I carry you inside
Holding you tight;
All is passing quickly by , but you are constant in my heart and mind!
The rising sun the midnight moon the cooling
Air and the flowers everywhere in bloom!
In my sleep I sink myself in deep ,and hold the pillow tight,
Your scent on the case gently sooths my face and my dream
Bring you into view, I am now sleeping next you all night
Everything is perfectly right!
Sitting under the covering sky and looking for news
Of you in the clouds so high,
Men don’t quit and men don’t cry;
Then when you’re gone why do I ?
I pound the earth and summon the courage to raise my
Spirit higher still…..my silent prayer fill he air and I am tranquil;
Under the cover of the sky waiting for you to finally arrive,
Feeling you nearing with all my might and then it your voice I’m
Hearing and once again I ‘m alive…..She keeps me alive!
Copyright ã 2005 Rich Criso Suarez