by Paige Wyllis
So, though I give you all my heart,
the time will come when we must part.
But all around you, you will see,
creatures that speak to you of me;
a tired horse, a hunted thing,
a sparrow with a broken wing.
Pity - and help (I know you will)
and somehow, I will be with you still;
and I shall know, although I’m fine,
the love I gave you lingers on.