For Gilly
                  
                  Time...it often 
                  slips away  
                
                  
                  before we know it's 
                  gone 
                
                  
                  And then we only 
                  know it's lost 
                
                  
                  when we hear an 
                  Angel's Song 
                
                  
                  We're shocked to 
                  find we let it go, 
                
                  
                  That we didn't hold 
                  on tighter; 
                
                  
                  That in its rush to 
                  flee from us 
                
                  
                  it has stolen our 
                  Love, our Fighter 
                
                  
                  Does Time know 
                  that we feel pain? 
                
                  
                  That we need it to 
                  stand still? 
                
                  
                  That once it leaves 
                  us with a void 
                
                  
                  it's one that we 
                  can never truly fill? 
                
                  
                  I want to scream at 
                  it to STOP! 
                
                  
                  If only for a 
                  Moment's Blink 
                
                  
                  so that I might 
                  have the opportunity 
                
                  
                  to just close my 
                  eyes and think 
                
                  
                  I want to capture 
                  for a second longer 
                
                  
                  the last time that 
                  I saw her smile 
                
                  
                  the last time that 
                  I saw her beautiful eyes 
                
                  
                  tell me stories 
                  that ran for miles 
                
                  
                  I want to see her 
                  innocent wonder 
                
                  
                  as she watches the 
                  sky, a bird 
                
                  
                  I want to watch her 
                  speak with others 
                
                  
                  in words that can't 
                  be heard 
                
                  
                  But Time has taken 
                  her from us 
                
                  
                  and we're told to 
                  just let her go 
                
                  
                  And again I can't 
                  help but think 
                
                  
                  that there's 
                  something Time should know... 
                
                  
                  We loved our Gilly 
                  here, on Earth, 
                
                  
                  and in Heaven it 
                  will be the same 
                
                  
                  Though Time keeps 
                  moving without a glance 
                
                  
                  We won't play its 
                  thoughtless game 
                
                  
                  In our hearts, 
                  memories are photos 
                
                  
                  Not movies that 
                  just run on 
                
                  
                  We hold these 
                  photos close to us 
                
                  
                  because Time 
                  insists in marching on 
                
                  
                  Precious Gilly will 
                  fly away 
                
                  
                  and join her 
                  friends in Heaven's joyous park 
                
                  
                  She'll run and jump 
                  and sing her songs 
                
                  
                  and listen to Angel 
                  Dogs as they bark 
                
                  
                  And she'll know 
                  that Time has lost its power 
                
                  
                  There, beyond 
                  Heaven's gate 
                
                  
                  That she is now 
                  free to live again, 
                
                  
                  and that she'll 
                  never have to wait 
                
                  
                      for Time to 
                  give her chances 
                
                  
                      for Time to let 
                  her grow 
                
                  
                      for Time to let 
                  her stop and rest 
                
                  
                      for Time to let 
                  her know 
                
                  
                  It's only here 
                  we'll feel the pain 
                
                  
                  and suffer through 
                  Time's heartless plan 
                
                  
                  as we learn to deal 
                  with losing her 
                
                  
                  when Time took 
                  her...and just ran 
                
                  
                  But knowing that 
                  she now is Free, 
                
                  
                  That she'll never 
                  again feel sorrow, 
                
                  
                  That Time has lost 
                  its hold on her 
                
                  
                  I think I might 
                  just have the strength 
                	
                 
                
                  
                  
                                                            for facing my 
                  Tomorrow 
                Kim McAdams  |