The Passing

By: Mick Goodson

I shall not weep in sadness
Only tears of Joy shall be shed.
For the knowing of you
the touch of you,
the sight - the sound
the face of you,
Shines brightly - onward.
And the step of you,
the way of you
the sighs - the dreams
the spirit of you,
remains with me - always.
I shall not weep in sadness
for this loss of you.
I shall weep
for the very joy
of having loved you.