Six to Seven

The Quietest Hour

The world was still asleep while ours was ending, The early autumn chill was just descending, The calendar reads September fifteenth today, But the numbers don't matter, they just fade away, We sat by your side in the pale morning glow, Holding the hands we weren't ready to let go

The clock hit six, the sky began to turn,We watched the horizon start to softly burn, An hour went by, though it felt like a flash, The foundation we stood on crumbled to ash, By seven AM, the room grew so still, A void opened up that nothing can fill

And oh, the sun had the nerve to keep rising, The morning kept on compromising, While we watched our universe slip from the room, Leaving us frozen in September's gloom, How does a day dare to start this way? When the heart of our home has just drifted away

We're standing in circles, not knowing what's next, Staring at old photos, reading old texts, Your presence is everywhere, still in the air, But we look at your pillow and you are not there, We have to be strong, that's what you would say, But we don't know how to survive today had the nerve to keep rising, The morning kept on compromising, While we watched our universe slip from the room, Leaving us frozen in September's gloom, How does a day dare to start this way? When the heart of our home has just drifted away

Six to seven, the shift in the light, The end of the battle, the end of the fight,You fought for so long, now your spirit is free But we're left behind in the cold poetry Of a Tuesday morning that we'll always hate, The moment that heaven unlocked its gold gate

The traffic is humming out on the street People are walking on indifferent feet But here in this house, the time has stood Still we love you, sweet Mama, and we always will, Six to seven AM, September fifteen The heaviest morning we've ever seen.

Missing the stories that you always toldI reach for the shadow of your gentle hand The softest protection in a shifting land Your encouraging voice still rings in my ears A delicate whisper to quiet my fears But the hallway is empty, the air is too still We're fighting a winter we never could will. And oh, sweet Mama, the world keeps spinning onHow can the day start when you are truly gone? From six to seven, the clock froze in place Leaving us staring at an empty space We'll carry your kindness, your delicate grace Until we meet at the gates.You fought the long battle, you finished the race But you left all your love in this sorrowful place The sun shouldn't rise, the sky shouldn't be blue When every heartbeat is aching for you.We hold to your memory, the touch of your hand, Just trying to breathe, just trying to stand. Because oh, sweet Mama, the world keeps spinning on How can the day start when you are truly gone? From six to seven, the clock froze in place Leaving us staring at an empty space We'll carry your kindness, your delicate grace Until we meet at heaven's golden gates. No more heavy breathing, no more tired eyes You're running through meadows under golden skies You can dance like you used to, without any pain Singing your favorite songs over again You're catching up with the ones gone before Taking your place in a beautiful light, A home where you're safe and you're whole, Laughing out loud with the angels above Wrapped in a perfect, eternal love Finally resting where you belong

Forever and always we'll love you momma beyond even the heavens now

Rest in peace our beautiful angel