When that day comes,

and if you remember me,

don’t think of dampness

or cold blue mornings mist.

But think of all the smells of summer,

and petal flowers,

and that touch between our lips.

Then think on how it felt,

when we held each other,

like that,

our own secret pact,

and how when clouds came stormy and to play,

how I’d pick you up, just to keep you from the rain.

And when that day comes,

don’t think of me alone in solitude,

tormented with the thoughts of passing day,

flickered by candle light

by my bed at night.

Because even though

you left a hole inside of me,

one day I’ll write

on how I fell in Love with a shooting star,

and how a bird came down from high above,

and asked to hold me by my hand,

to trust and hear it sing:

“don’t be sad,

I’ve come to make you feel Loved again”.

So when that day comes,

don’t picture me:

An old man in the corner sitting.

But a boy, brightly being seen,

smelling red poppies

in that field of green.

And remember that winter

tall on my shoulders,

and those days, where we’d read books

in our special place,

where I used to stroke your face,

endlessly.

And think just how much

I must have treasured that.

And if you’re still here,

I cant be sure,

don’t think of me, wondering why,

but think of times you held me,

and how that sense of peace had come

and set me free,

even though it was only

temporary.

So when day that comes,

don’t you go wondering why

but know that Heavens gates

will sing hymns and hold me by my cheek.

Because I’d like to think,

that Heaven lies above us all,

formed from all our dreams

we’re yet to see:

Our house above the trees,

our little girl playing hide and seek,

and me,

sat in between,

simply just Being.

So now,

when that day does come,

look upon my words and smile.

And look into evermore,

somewhere far far away,

at the end of it all,

and watch,

as the last Sun begins to set,

and feel the last of the summers breeze,

and somewhere in all those things,

where Silence reigns,

you’ll see us,

dancing in a field of dreams.

Oh what a dream,

what a dream.

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