Ramblin' Sunday Day

A friend mine posted about the loss of friends when they pass on to the next journey. It was about looking to find them and the not knowing where that friend went. So it got me to thinking about a lot of things. Before the cyber world we would prepare for our next journey with a will to whatever estate we have to leave what we have to the people and family we want all of it to go to. That way the state wouldn't get a hold of it and take what you want to pass on to your heirs. Well there's more to be done with our lives now immersed in the cyber world. Make sure you prepare for a family member or someone you love and trust to take care of your cyber pages. This way your friends will know you've passed to the next great journey....
So along with that my mind wandered and some words followed to write a new poem, my first in a very long time....
The Sound I Hear
The years have passed
You drift in my mind
All the emotions come back
That I had left behind
For the memories I feel
Sing the song to me
Hidden in my heart
Of what we could be
It's the sound I hear
With reason to fear
Touching you so dear
Wishing you were near
Awake for another day
Looking at the future
The sky falls away
And I'm so unsure
Reality blurs to a mist
Question to what to do
I am here and there
Knowing I did love you
It's the sound I hear
With reason to fear
Wishing you were near
Should I reach out
To find you still
Travel on down again
To climb up that hill
Once, we chanced to love
In the darkest night
Letting ourselves go
Leaving without a fight
It's the sound I hear
With reason to fear
Wishing you were near
As I gaze the stars above
I remember once, yes love
8-5-17 by Greg