© 2019 by JERRY GIVENS

In the Dead of Night

October 23, 2015

 

IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT

 

Word came to me in the dead of night that now you are gone
I felt strange twinge of sad and guilt that must have been there all along
I pushed the storm deep down inside of me to deal with later on
But now that storm keeps on creeping up and it doesn't feel so wrong

 

Last time we talked you were getting tired
And it wasn't too long from then that you expired
And I'm at a loss of words the world can admire
"At least she's at rest," I said as I stared into the fire

 

Now at least you have some time for rest and peace that you should've had for years
You worked your fingers everyday right to the bone and ignored all your fears
Then a storm came one day and took you from the world in a flash of tears
But I knew that you'd be happy up with God as I watched the skies clear

 

Last time we talked you were getting tired
And it wasn't too long from then that you expired
And I'm at a loss of words the world can admire
"At least she's at rest," I said as I stared into the fire

 

Word came to me in the dead of night that now you are gone
I felt a strange twinge of sad and guilt that must have been there all along
I pushed the storm deep down inside of me to deal with later on
But now that storm keeps on creeping up and it doesn't feel so wrong
---

In memory of Charlene Scott

 

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