I wish that your death turned out only to be a bad dream.
Your demise makes me feel like I'm coming apart at the seams.
I wish that I could wake up and realize that it was only a nightmare.
But you really are gone forever and it proves that my life is unfair.
If I could wake up, I would be so pleased and it would be great.
Your death hurts so bad that at times I can't even think straight.
I've heard other people say how bad their loved ones' deaths hurt them.
But a man doesn't know how bad it really is until it happens to him.
The Lord decided to call you home even though I asked him not to.
I wish your death was just a dream because I would still have you.
[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.]