Just in Case This is All
What I once thought was love, it comes From much farther below Not simply from the sky, but on This earth I wander so
Tis not that I, like some I see, Cannot convey consent But love can come from human hands: This world is bible-bent
Our fathers and our mothers know That all the things we say Are not our fault but reflections Upbringings of dismay
But even they! cannot be blamed: To raise us in this fire Takes much more skill than men possess And of it quickly tire
And so we pass away before We realize our worth We pass into whatever life Is six feet under dirt
They have not proved it does exist Nor can a man deny That surely something sparkling waits After that final sigh
So live and love lest they decide To change your mind again You’ll tell him they said “heaven’s near!” And God will answer “when?”
~C.C.