The grass withers
and the flowers fade
but the Word of the Lord
stands forever
...it says that in the bible
somewhere
and it sounds pretty
I like that His words endure
the test of time
selfishly
I wish they would breathe life
into the lifeless, limp, cold body
what I wouldn't give
to have her here for one more day
my head is crowded with the words I didn't say
and the questions I didn't ask
they haunt me like shadows at dusk
I thought being there would be enough
but now the moments passed
and none of the words have gone away
the grass withers and the flowers fade
but the words won't leave my soul
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