Not much has changed since you left this Earth
The sun still shines in your honor
Moonbeams light the meaning of your name across the sky.
I’ve learned to read heavenly
By following shooting stars with the naked eye
The glory that I read, always makes me cry.
Babies still laugh away our tears
Tears still fall with the passing of loved ones dying,
No one really understands
But everyone is trying.
We’re all growing a Garden of Eden
Though failing miserably,
Because the hardest thing to grow
Seems to be harmony.
We are all growing older in this falling rain
Life is getting colder in each other’s pain.
We have forgotten to smell the roses
Jesus, as you know
We have become the thorns.
Quick to automatically hate
And toting guns to protect ourselves ..
From each other.
Jesus, we’re tired
What will become of us?
What will become our outcome?
We can’t sleep,
We can’t dream,
All in the name of everyone.