There are four stages of grief,
I think I’ve experienced them all, it still doesn’t give me relief,
What now?
Just keep breathing I suppose and keep my head down and plough,
We had a happy life,
Given all the ups and downs, I hope to meet you in the afterlife,
Will you be around?
Or would you be Earth bound?
I’ll know for sure only in death,
I owe all my breaths,
To the baby,
Once he’s settled, I can see you maybe,
Would we be husband and wife, in the afterlife too?
Or would we have to woo each other once again and start anew?
Only time will tell,
Until then, let’s wish each other well,
I’ll always love you,
Even if you’ve forgotten me and baby boo.
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