I WAITED FOR HIM
     THE ANGEL OF DEATH
     ALL THROUGH THAT NIGHT IN JUNE.

     I LISTENED, LISTENED AND LISTENED SOME MORE
     HOLDING MY BREATH
     WHEN YOUR BREATHING SLOWED.

     HAD HE COME?
     WAS HE FINALLY HERE?
     THEN YOUR BREATHING RESUMED
     AND I LISTENED, LISTENED AND LISTENED SOME MORE 

     YOU WERE SO READY TO LET GO AND
     I WAS SO WILLING TO LET GO OF YOU
     WHY DID HE WAIT THIS LONG?

     I PUT MY FACE CLOSE TO YOURS
     KISSED YOU LIGHTLY ON YOUR CHEEK
     AND WHISPERED A GOOD NIGHT-WISH
     AS DAYBREAK JUST BEGAN.

     AGAIN I LISTENED, LISTENED AND LISTENED SOME MORE
     AND WHEN THE FIRST SUNRAYS HIT THE TOP OF THE BIRCH
     THE DAILY RITUAL OF THE ROBIN BEGAN
     HIS CHIRPING AND TWITTERING AS IN GREETING THE SUN

     SUDDENLY I KNEW,
     YOU EXHALED JUST ONCE,
     NO MORE IN... ONLY OUT
     NO MORE IN...NO MORE IN

     THE ANGEL OF DEATH
     HAD SPREAD HIS WINGS
     TO TAKE YOU FAR FROM ME.
     THE ANGEL OF DEATH HAD WHISKED YOU AWAY
     CRADLING YOUR SOUL IN HIS ARMS