Looking from the heavens above.
As people gather for something that no one can explain.
Friends come to show they care.
While family come to grief and to shed a tear.
The one thing they both have in common is love.
Something that bleed from soul down to my toes
Though you cannot see me know, know that I am there.
I am in the spine of the chair that holds your back.
I am in the walk of the steps that carry you.
We you are about to fall know that I will catch you.
We can still have our talks, sometimes I might not reply.
Just know I hear you, so please do not cry.
Though the tears are falling like rain, this will heal just not today.
This is not goodbye; I am just on a one-way trip.
Misconception 