Love has the graveyard shift

Some fade

Some soar

Their dreams creep

Upon a hallowed floor

Warmth eludes me

As does sleep

Without a tiny sob

Or the faintest peep

They’ll never know

That I’m afraid to sleep

The constant poke

Of a frigid finger

Reminds me that

I let love linger

In the chill

Of six feet deep

The space where

Sunshine fails to sweep

To the darkness up above me

For my children really do love me

I pray the Lord

My soul to keep

So don’t come near

Don’t you weep

I’m awaiting an angel

For the climb is too steep

Be on your way

Leave this dirt heap

Through your darkened heart

My love couldn’t seep


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