Loosing You

loosing a loved one is such a mountain to climb

Memories of Anna and I flowed in my memory


The way we innocently set sail in our boat

Flowing on the river hoping to extend our desires to its peak

I could hear her heart beat in love

Likewise mine, which was fast like a locomotive engine

I was overwhelmed by her beauty and simplicity

Her voice drove me miles

Her perfume took me to heaven

Then her kindness and concern was nothing i could quantify, it was abundant

We heard all our emotions speak, but we never heard our boat creak............

Till it burs-ted open I couldn't help seeing the fear in her eyes. I couldn't ease the pain I saw in her soul.

I never felt the pain she felt as she drove me to the river banks

But I felt pain when I heard the news she dead

It was then that I couldn`t imagine myself believing the story but I had no alternative than to face life they way it presented itself to me.

Deep inside my soul I was dead..... But life had to move on.