Today the bell tolled for you and I,
Ringing out its muffled pure lament,
Its unique solemn tone seemed to cry
A requiem for a love that sadly died;
Not a sudden death, neither shocking,
But instead a long, sorrowful farewell,
A tardy wave in a most stilted goodbye.
A stooped mourner stands totally alone
Staring down into the bottomless grave,
Knowing there is no hope of resurrection,
That love has really gone now; it had its time;
All mourners turn to their beloved memories,
Making the unstoppable days seem bearable,
And the survivor in us is taken onward in step
By the force within that will not quell, hope.