My time to cry

I sit here next to her bed

Remembering all the words they said

None of which were any good

But they said just what I knew they would

My hearts now heavy and to her I lie

Just can't admit that it's now time to say Good Bye

Instead we talk about our next trip

Or into our memories we easily slip

Knowing that she's very weak

Her illness has finally hit it's peak

For now we talk and I silently pray

That God will give us one more day

Now matter what I sit here and cry

As she lays there waiting to finally die

Alone I just can't let her be

She's got to know, she'll always be loved by me


An Uncle Charlie Original