The Bench

Sometimes, when I come here,
I look to the skies above
The thought of you, brings a tear,
Mixed with sadness, anger, and love

And sometimes, when I come here,
I feel I'm so close, to you
I feel your presence, I know you're near,
And some how, it gets me through

And sometimes, when I come here,
I am calmed by the moon lit night
I look at the stars and know no fear,
I feel your smile, and know your alright

But always, when I come here,
I'm at peace in this beautiful place
God carved it for you my dear,
And surrounded it, with time and space

So tomorrow, I shall go there,
No matter, come rain or shine
As I feel a breeze blowing my hair,
Hi Julie, precious daughter of mine