Where Souls Do Go
To: My Soulmate, And Her Loving Sister, For All The Inspiration
by Daniel Lloyd Kennedy
I feel your presence, where ere I go,
You must feel mine, this much I know,
The soul must show, how could it not,
For souls all go, to a special spot.
When your asleep, and so lightly breathing,
Your soul travels up, while you are dreaming,
My soul ascends, to meet yours there,
It follows yours, without a care.
They walk, they talk, they dance on air,
They work with others, that would despair,
They leave our bodies, to seek refresh,
From all life's troubles, and mortal stress.