Life Goes On

Sometimes the whisper in the wind in the wind you hear

Is the voice of a loved one who has died.

It seems so sad to see them go, and yet

They are never really gone.

They have merely shifted from one form to another.

From body to soul.

They are always there,

You just don't know it.

They surround and protect you,

And yet, some wounds never heal.

But life goes on,

I can promise you that.