I Will

Close it all down for a while

Stock the larder for twelve months of winter

Semaphore lights between islands casting

Yesterday’s stories

Look at how precious we were

Flip through pictures

To stir up the embers of better times

In the vast unyielding

Will you sit with me?

You don’t have to say a word, just stay

Your eyes betray

All that you’ve been through

I’d wrap all the warring within you

And wish it away

If I could

But I Will

I’ll hold it in my hand

Until you’re whole again

This hope that when the storm breaks

We’ll have something there left standing

Fingers trace through the grays

Gets to be so

I barely can place my reflection these days

Ever sun-denied and drawn

(specters blessed and gone)

Will you sit with me?

You don’t have to say a word, just stay

We can pass the day

Easy and dreamlike

Reflecting on memories that seem like

A lifetime away

I Will

I’ll hold it in my hand

Until we’re home again

This hope that when the storm breaks

We’ll have something there left standing, and I Will

I’ll hold you in my hands

Until we’re home again

And hope that when the morning breaks

We can carry on as planned, and I Will

When I’m afraid I’ve lost sight of the shore

For the days it doesn’t seem worth it anymore

I Will

I’ll assure you when the storm breaks

There’ll be something left, and I Will

For the times I feel I'm losing my mind

When I worry my best is all far behind me

Even as we change,

Not knowing how we’ll change

There’ll be something left!

I Will, I Will, I Will, I Will