Remembering her - Rambling Thoughts

We could be snuggling and laughing,

But not sleeping.

We could be looking at faces,

We could be floating in the sky,

But not everything that's alive.

One day we could have time,

To stand in the morning sun

As I pour a cup of tea.

Just one day, to live it all in.

But we'll never have the time,

To live it all in.