I Hope…
I Hope…
I hope you’ll love what’s left of me
After life has had its fill
I hope you’ll see in those old eyes
There’s love and laughter still
I hope my skin of brittle parchment
Can be traced by loving fingers
I hope this weary sheet of braille
Shows an epilogue still lingers
I hope our hands still intertwine
Like stars cling to the sky
I hope we waltz through amber fields
‘Til time sings our goodbye
I hope you’ll be there by my side
Your head upon my shoulder
Just two old souls in twilight’s eye
Embracing life, ’til winds turn colder
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