I’m the breeze upon your face,

whispering in your ear of

one final place.

The air that fills your lungs

like a welcomed friend,

with every breath drawn

you know that

I am…

I’m every smile and in

every tear drop,

from the beginning to end

I hold your heart till it stops.

Everyday you add to my worth,

even parts of me you think

only as a curse.

Still yours I am…

May the good be remembered

in my use,

stars are made for reaching

and to not is my abuse.

May I retain meaning in

the words of stone,

that in the passing of days

no regret made shone,

in what you made,

I am….