There are Times

There are times when we smile.
Times when we grieve.
Times to reflect.
Times to take heed.
There are times of sorrow.
And stuck inbetween.
There are times of tomorrow.
Never forseen.
There were are yesterdays, gone to today.
And times like today waiting for tomorrow.
There are hopes and the dreams and the times that we see
Who we really could be
if we just try to believe.
Sometimes in these times we wish we could run.
Run away, far away and never be done.
We wish we could go back and undo what was done.
To say a quick 'I love you' before it would come.
And crash to the ground.
To rumble and shake.
And see all the dust all over the place.
And see all the lives flash right before our eyes.
To the end.
To the end.
To the end of our times.
But when we reflect and we just want to cry.
We have to remember that those tears have dried.
And it's okay now to say on that fateful day,
that they couldn't stay, so God took them away.
And now they can see just like me and like you
There are times that we cry and there are times through and through
That we smile when we say 'that was my brother, my friend.'
who fought oh so hard until the very end.

9/12/11