When I Go (Message From My Mother To My Father)
When I’m gone, I will be
by Sailing to windward
quiet as a mouse;
My scent upon the pillow still,
But I will have left the house.
When I go, I’ll slip away;
God will call the tune -
My breath still warm upon your cheek,
But I shall have left the room.
When I go, I’ll take with me
That which we adore;
Our children’s love, their children’s too –
I shall not want for more.
When I go, I’ll go in peace,
In that good night air;
Leaving a trail of memories –
You will still find me there.
When I go, I won’t go far,
Just out of your sight –
Singing and waiting, patiently,
Until the time is right.
And, when it’s time for you to go,
Know that I am here,
Singing, waiting, for you, my love –
The love I hold most dear.