Dignity Of Labour Echoes
I can see you dancing in the pillow fields in your grief
Stealing rays of an autumn sun like a thief
Stricken by disease, but not by fear
How suddenly November winds would carry you away from
here
I can feel you fading as the winter makes it's claim
Too innocent to justify or lay blame
And you were chosen as your fate, but not by worth
So many kind reflections that you made upon this earth
And I remember your tiny hands on my face
Make-believes and whispers smothered in grace
Now the memories are silent without a refrain
But the essence of your world will not echo in vain
I can hear you laughing in the pointed face of death
With the ebbing of your strength and shallowed breath
And if I just close my eyes I see a pale shadow of me
Looked into a mirror at my own mortality
And I remember as I stood at your side
The times when my emotions were swallowed by pride
Now the memories are silent without a refrain
But the essence of your world will not echo in vain
There was a calm storm in your eyes as your fingers
around me curled
Not an atom of surprise when your spirit left this world
Under the clouded veil of night
A snowflake hit the ground
And you passed into Heaven's light without a sound
