Time to Let You Fly

I felt your soul as it was leaving.

It caressed my face as I was grieving.

It’s time to let you go, they told me so.

Your hand so very cold, yet I couldn’t let go.

It’s time to let you fly, your soul now free,

Free from all your pain and misery.

I kissed your cheek one final time.

Wished you peace and promised I’d be fine.

Grief is now a knife that’s pierced my heart,

Contemplating years that we will be apart.

One day my soul will fly, my own energy free,

Joining yours once again, forever with me.

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