The Loss of You
A line of sparrows sitting on my windowsill,
staring in at me, which they've never done.
Came to tell me that you were gone.
I didn't hear the message at the time,
but now I know what they were trying to say.
You were lost to me that day.
All your life I've thought you would leave,
before your time and I've often told you so.
I'm glad that you spent time here enjoying your life,
although it made me frustrated now and then.
Maybe there was something in you as well
that knew your time here was to be short.
Either way I know that in your heart
you followed your path wherever it may have led.
While it now has taken you from this earth
the memory of you will live in my heart forever.