Tuesday, January 01, 2008

It is "I"

There came a knock upon my door
At least that was the sound
Without thinking who it could be
I opened it, then looked around

There wasn’t a soul that I could see
As the moon lit up the sky
I felt a breeze that kissed my face
Then a “Whisper” “It is I”, “It is I “

I took a step outside the door
My blood now pumping fast
The whispers getting stronger
Are we together again? at last

All the sadness of your passing
Returned to my mind and eye
Then the breeze kissed my lips
Whispering, “It is I”, “It is I”

The breeze caressed my face again
Then it circled around my hand
Seeming to touch the fingers
That held our wedding bands

I understood the meaning
I no longer had a need to cry
As the love of my life whispers
“It is I”, “It is I”, “It is I”.

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