Poems by Ann D. Stevenson

I wasn't there to say goodbye,
to reminisce of times gone by.

I wasn't there to make you smile,
to tell old stories, laugh awhile.

I wasn't there to talk of fun,
the happy times in life's long run.

I wasn't there to share the years,
those times of happiness and tears.

I wasn't there to hear your fear
of leaving those you held so dear.

I wasn't there to feel your pain,
you knew we'd never meet again.

I wasn't there to hold your hand
when you parted from this land.

I wasn't there to share our love,
before you joined the stars above.

I wasn't there, I shed a tear.
In my heart you're always there.

If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
remember brighter skies are on their way.

A breath of air can blow the clouds away;
thoughts, like clouds, can drift aloft at will,
if you awake to one more dreary day.

If some stubborn clouds should decide to stay,
their shadows causing something of a chill,
remember brighter skies are on their way.

Search out old memories; you'll find that they
help lift your spirits up and linger still,
if you awake to one more dreary day.

Memories, like sunshine, do not stay at bay;
their warmth and love your empty heart will fill.
Remember brighter skies are on their way.

Sunny days arrive with a great "hurray"
with further magic moments to instill.
If you awake to one more dreary day,
remember brighter skies are on their way.