Our Private Rhyme

I wish we could go back in time.
I thought you'd live forever.
I feel I'm only half our rhyme.

You left and somehow I must climb
back to live without your laughter.
Can't we please go back in time?

I try to smile, pretend and mime
I'm fine, survived disaster,
but know I'm only half our rhyme.

Will any spring or summertime
shine without your teasing whisper?
I wish we could go back in time.

I hope that you'll forgive my whines.
I'm trying to be braver
So lonely being half our rhyme.

I feel you near. We're intertwined.
Your spirit makes me stronger.
I know we can't go back in time.
I'll strive to be our private rhyme.

Autor: Pat Mora