At the end of the tunnel lies the brightest of lights. <br />I hear the voices calling my name. <br />Come—it’s time— it’s time for you. <br />Come -my darling-you paid your dues. <br />Listen-do you hear the soft melody? <br />Look-over there, I see, ooh it’s so beautiful, so beautiful. <br />I’m ok, don’t cry, I’m ok. <br />The pain is gone, I’m floating, <br />their arms are extended toward me. <br />They’re welcoming me home my daughter. <br />Oh, I’m going home, where I should be, <br />please don’t cry anymore. <br />Can’t you see, I’m happy, my sweet, sweet baby I’m free. <br />I’m going to live a life painless and free, <br />you must not cry for me. <br />Take care of yourself, live your life with love. <br />Enjoy each day as if it’s your last. <br />Never worry my baby never worry about the past. <br />Now, hold my hand and let me pass through with the <br />sound of your sweet voice singing my favourite song. <br />Sing my baby, sing for me, keep singing, yes, yes si- <br /> <br />Written: June 27/2007<br /><br />Melvina Germain<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/601-passing-through/
