Poetry - You Were Not Just A Name
In Memory of Scott Grant ..............for his Mom Ginger
I heard the words then
stood with a breathless stare.
There was no time, no space or air.
My beating heart stilled
and I felt like I wasn’t there.
As time moved on
I was forced to live
knowing you were gone.
I pushed myself everyday
to keep up with having
to live a new way.
The empty place I found myself in
was just starting out
and it’s had no real end.
There is nothing I can do since then
not even prayers
can bring you back to me again.
Believe me when I say
I think about you every day
and life for me will continue on this way.
You were mine for so many years
I still need more time and to shed more tears.
When Heaven opens its gates for me
I pray you will be the first I’ll see
Until then I’ll keep you close as can be
for not even death
can steal away this much love from me.
(©) dz For you my friend Ginger - For "Scott"....