That Day

Time won't stop for anyone, even for you. When it's time, it's time..

Her voice still lingers in the air

Like a symphony of music from a distant

Like a memory passing swiftly and mellow

While her heart paused for chant

The pain that she holds cast the smile

still possess the beauty while she lie

The rest left to go, last to cry

till' she left, roaming for a while

Her warmth, still I remember

That day won't pass little easier

Like a broken memoir, it was mother

Made that day her very last slumber

No bids of goodbye, no words to hold

Just left with memories, more precious than gold

It was her last page that she fold

She had this life, lasted while she's old

I once prayed every night

To see her in my dreams in sight

But she never did and it was right

Cause she'll see me someday with the light.