If I close my eyes real tight
I see you there in beaming light
Waving to me from a hot air balloon
Up in the clouds, almost touching the moon
Your smile is contagious and full of joy
Way it was when you were a little boy
Before life has taken its ugly turn
Sharing an array of lessons you must learn
Your old hospital room still has your name on the door
The flowers have wilted, but that's what they were there for
To die with you in peace surrounded with bloom
And lead the way as you fearlessly walk to your tomb
And now I must close my eyes real tight
For another glimpse of you, a treasured sight.
And I happily do that, because I miss you so
And through life and death my love will grow
Until it opens wide and reaches up to the moon
And we'll travel through death in your hot air balloon.
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
Header Art: Daniel Landerman