LINGER WITH ME

LINGER WITH ME

Linger with me on the sand,
As night falls helpless on the beach.

My life is getting out of hand,
My dreams are slipping out of reach.

Linger with me at the show,
‘til Judy sings Amazing Grace.

‘Til Debbie belts out heart of glass
And the concertgoers leave this place.

Linger with me in these days
When thoughts of illness fill my soul,
When my mind clouds in a misty haze
And movement stalls and slows.

Linger with me at the table in this oceanside café.
We will watch the seagulls soar above us
And drink our iced tea in the shade.

Linger with me on this mattress,
As the moon shines through the drape.
Our bodies tangled in the sheets
As darkness falls upon the cape.

Then linger with me ‘til the end, in a somber room of death.
Until my body quakes and heaves and I breathe my final breath.
And linger with me in the sky, when your life has ended, too.
And waltz with me on cotton clouds,
In fields of crystal blue.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2007
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