I'm excited.
I'm going to see you again sometime.
It maybe 20 years from now.
It maybe tomorrow.
Its nearly been the same time I've been without you
That I was with you.
I cant figure out if thats sad.
But I'm not sad.
Sometimes I am.
But then I think of what you might be doing right now.
I cant help but smile when I look at our kids and grand kids.
We created them.
We raised them.
We did something right.
I sometimes hate that you left.
But then I remember you had no choice.
I smell you too.
I cant help it but I do.
I still dream of you.
When I do I either wake up crying or smiling.
I like it when I wake up smiling.
I smile because I cant help but smile.
I know I will see you some day.
And that makes me ecstatic.
