I reached for you again tonight
But, still you’re not really here
You’re just an image I conjured up
To help me fight my tears
My nights are long
Without someone to hold
I go to bed alone
I wake up very cold
Tomorrow, I may give you arms
So that you may hold me tight
But for now you can be a loving heart
Without legs and arms, you can’t take flight
© 2002 Janice Jarnagin
Title Revised 2006
