Agony Of Breath

Tears die down and come back again Not known how and when And you boil and boil in pain Until you are gone not to be seen again Oh, tears are but a phenomenon Seems not happening as easily as of a rising sun For this to happen needs a sort of His subtle plan As with rain to splash down Come clouds, lightning and thunder soon So with tears come clouds of grief and emotion And lighting of love, joy and passion And thunder of rage and commotion Then I have mine along with yours ceaselessly dropping down Not knowing why and why it does happen To a blossom not in sunder nor blown Yet withering on its own Dear, it is today but it could have been Tomorrow for you would have walked miles then And many a spring embraced and fruit of autumn Tasted and summer were but as golden as heaven Dear, is this the hour to turn to home before noon When overhead sun seems faraway reveling in morn And night is but a dream yet to put her gowns on To place you unto sleep that dreams of heaven Dear, what makes you look up and down, Down and up and decide the summit as the one Where from dangling a fan Toiling round and round with, hushed and still fly you can Like a bird in the sky with a joy of feeling safe on alpine Where one keeps wandering but once all alone Oh! Had you but wings of coming back like thine We would have been ever happy seeing you home again The sky was bright and the breath was slowing down Oh! How agonized it had been in that morning of June While grappling with life and pleading you not to stifle it but in vain Little knowing how your dad would be weeping at midnight lone Adieu, my dear, we loved you then And we love you now and shall not lessen Our love in the days to come, come what may hell or heaven Be assured of our tender feelings we have for you to forever remain