I've Been Lucky...

They say you never know,
What you have until it's gone,
You'll leave my life so suddenly,
And I will feel so wrong.

Clammy hands and pale skin,
My words just will not work,
Trying just to understand,
This riddle, every quirk.

I'm lucky that you're better off,
No longer frail and weak,
In fact, you could be frolicking,
Alive, well, as I speak.

I imagine loss is painful,
I've been missed so many times,
But sometimes I can't use my words,
They fail me: prose and rhymes.

At least I'll have my family,
When words I cannot trust,
And life is something that we all,
Forever.
All.
Shall.
Lust.