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Here I lay
In my room
Staring at the cieling
Drifting off into space
I bring my hands up over my eyes
I stare at my engagement ring
and give a joyful sigh
As I think about the things I will do
I start to feel scared and alone
But I being to think about.
All the happy memories.
I'm going to make.
The memories I will share.
With my wife and her daughter.
As I lay here I feel like I'm being watched.
Yet theres no one in sight.
For this feeling.
Does not come from a person.
But from a spirit.
The spirit of my mother.
I may have lost her when I was young.
But she always said she would watch over me.
And that she is doing all of the time.
Even now as I am soon to be wed.