when do we know
when life starts
and when it ends?
how can we be sure to
to let a loved one go?
why do diseases
have to slowly take one away?
what is worse?
knowing that someone's last days
have been marked?
or never knowing
until their taken away?
either way it hurts deep down
I'm just thankful they they knew love
and they know the lord
as I know
while we sit here crying
and missing them for leaving
they weep along the way
because in a brutal world
they must leave us behind
they go ahead to prepare
a place for us when the time comes
for us to join them
in their newly found paradise
but why is closing the final chapter
so very difficult to close?

so is the beginning
really the end?
and is the end
really the beginning?
I really can't seem to understand
death seems so final
when your lost for a cure
death seems so final
when even a miracle does not insure
is life so brutal
that it torments our loved ones
by taking them away?
or is it a true blessing
to get this call to come home?
as we slowly watch them fade away...

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