Time

sad and depressed.

Sleep and rest now,
as the preacher prays.
moaning and crying,
on the darkest cloudy day.

We will see you later,
i'm happy that your pain is gone.
not wanting to sit and watch,
as they lower him into the ground.

Tear drops running out my eyes,
like a prisnor running for freedom.
I want you to be here,
but it was your time.

I have to let go.
So you can be free,
free as the birds.