One of Us Will Cry


A day in our future will come
when one of us will cry
On that day one will be first
to leave an anguished survivor
When grief blankets all emotion
in an unbearable loneliness
One of us will cry inconsolable tears
realizing that a solid bond is halved
The living one is granted new days
for unknown and shared joys and
Which goes first changes nothing
for the one to live and remember
We know the moment both lives end
that our love must live on in others


F William Broome 1998-2008