Alive

[Dedicated to my Uncle Otto Lühmann, my Mom Erika Datum,
my Dad Carl Friedrich Lühmann, my Grandmother Erna Mielke and
Helen Chobocinski of NJ Friends of Clearwater]

I know you are alive
Somewhere, where it’s brighter.
I know you are alive
Somewhere, where your load is lighter
And maybe somehow,
Maybe you can hear me
And maybe right now,
Maybe you are - right here –

You’ve always been my friend
Through thick and thin.
You cared how I felt,
What mood I was in.

You taught me not to fall.
You had so much to teach me.
You put me on a pedestal,
Then you climbed – to reach me.

I know you are alive
Somewhere, where it’s brighter.
I know you are alive
Somewhere, where your load is lighter
And maybe somehow,
Maybe you can hear me
And maybe right now,
Maybe you are - right here –

I saw you in a dream,
I felt you in my room.
I see you in the sunrise,
When flowers are in bloom.

I know you are alive
Somewhere, where it’s brighter.
I know you are alive
Somewhere, where your load is lighter
And maybe somehow,
Maybe you can hear me
And maybe right now,
Maybe you are - right here – with me.

©  2007  Ingrid Heldt