In the comfort of strangers

I feel your loss
more keenly now,
a depth of emotion
heightened somehow,
by the smallest of things
that happen today.
In the comfort of strangers
I stay.

I sense you are here
so close at hand,
but the idea you’re near
strikes me as grand,
when I witnessed in full
your final parade.
In the comfort of strangers
I prayed.

I still believe,
I still believe,
yes, I believe
in you.

I see your sweet face
and always will,
and the sound of your name
gives me a thrill.
I want you forever
to know that today,
in the comfort of strangers
I play.

I still believe,
I still believe,
yes, I believe
in you.

I still believe,
love is the answer.
I still believe,
we’ll be together.
Yes, I believe
everything will come true.

Copyright Keith Ames