It's over for me.
I hear songs in my head, but they are only echoes.
I remember words, but they are only
noises attached to a feeling that is long gone.
I feel now that this waiting
is all that's left.
I will raise my children.
I will hope that their time will be
Fuller, real-er, longer.
I pray that they will find a Home on the earth
That lasted longer than mine did.
They will have to find their own way there-
I have lost the map.