
After a full day of sun, swimming and laughter,
with no time to think, no time to remember,
we found a cafe with fantastic view
of sparkling blue water, shadowy hillsides
dotted with glistening rooftops.
The Oasis cafe was noisy and busy.
Our sons and your sister, their spouses and Abby
gathered together to share in a meal.
As I sipped on the frosty, sweet margarita,
the sound of their chatter dimmed in my ear.
I drifted away, caught up in nature’s scene stealing show.
The sky was so lovely, orangey pink,
surrounding the dazzling star called our sun.
It was so captivating, I thought about you,
all the sunsets we’d shared, all the days of our lives.
I reached out my hand, and found empty space.
Then looked at the sun completing its journey,
slipping down into the cold earth.
I wanted to stop it, or slow down its passage.
“I’m not really ready,” I pleaded inside,
“Give me more time, you’re leaving too soon!”
I felt oh, so helpless as the orb disappeared,
I wanted to feel it, just one more time.
I wiped away tears, so no one would see,
the hurt in my heart, still oh so new.
They tell me I’ll see you again sometime soon,
months, maybe years, God only knows.
A salsa band started, such music and rhythm,
my feet started dancing; my shoulders did too.
I looked at the sunset, the clouds pink and cheery,
the time when I see you was still a big question.
But I knew it for certain when I woke the next day,
the beautiful orb would be back in its place.
