In the darkest years
when there was no one
and no thing and my heart
was so broken that only angel wings
could hold me...

Even though you too
had gone and did not
call me back, still you were
my light, the only light in dark left to
console me.

I truly believed
you surely loved me,
that you were just busy.
You had burdens of your own to carry
my heart told me.

Here in empty home,
in the place I sit
to create beauty, hangs
the card you gave to me when I turned 3
for silly me.

How I have loved you,
and how I still do.
Though I think that I will
never again believe in anything
this world tells me

Still I will love you.