My Knight

For my Bayley

(FIVE YEARS LATER)

It's been five years since I've lost the love of my life.

I woke up this morning
And reached over for you.
You weren't there, I remembered.
Now what will I do?

As I remembered the events,
I started to cry.
I lift my eyes upward
And scream to the sky.

Why did you take her?
What did we do wrong?
We were finally making it.
We had tried for so long.

As I lay there and think,
I remember the times we had.
The memories flow.
I'm no longer sad.

A warm feeling spreads through,
Like sun on my face.
I feel light in body,
Like I'm floating in space.

I lay there and wonder,
What could the warmth be?
Not something I can touch
And surely not able to see.

I picture her hand on mine.
Warmth spreads to my fingers.
I smile and laugh some.
The feeling still lingers.

The warmth is her
Letting me know
Everything will be okay.
I am never alone.

On those cold winter nights
When I long for her touch,
When I feel so desperate,
I haven't wanted anything so much.

She will be there to lift me up,
To show me I still have her love.
I still have the memories
We always spoke of.

As our child grow and learn,
She accomplish new things.
I can feel her joy.
Oh, the warmth that it brings.

My memories are great,
But her touch is better.
When I can't feel it,
I just write her a letter.

For I know she is watching.
She's helping me learn.
How to live in the world alone
And for her not yearn.

I have felt her touch less
Over the last several days.
I have met someone who
Is like her in many ways.

She will always be with me,
This I've come to believe,
But now I have found someone,
A new love to receive.

I look to the skies
And raise my voice.
Is it okay, I ask,
And hear a joyful noise.

I feel the warmth on my skin
And know that she is near.
Not just on the outside
But from somewhere within.

She's telling me it's okay
To move on with my life
And not to let it create
Any emotional strife.

So, now when I think,
The memories are clear,
They don't hurt anymore
Because I know she is near.

She is in my heart,
In our daughter's
We weren't separated,
Our souls are still one.

I place a letter to her
On the stone with her name,
Telling her I'm okay,
That here she must remain.

As I walk to the car,
An eagle flies overhead.
She tips her wings as if to say
I'm still alive, I am not dead.

You will always and forever be in my heart, Bayley.

My Knight.