Passing By

by | Sep 29, 2005

Wipe those eyes, you puffed up bundle of joy

Weeping out your dew upon the bedroom floor

Dry those tears, you trusty hollow

Crying out the memories you have cherished so long

Tend those streams, you radiant beam of light

Flowing out the caverns of your heart

Stand tall, dear boy, stand tall You have known love.  Now it is gone.