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Eternity's Plan
I wish I were the note that made you smile.
I wish I were the key that sway your head
To the tune you listened to all the while
And played before you crept into the bed.
The bed I wish were still mine. Yet I sing
The lullaby you sang when you lay in my mind
And play like a motif. The distinctive ring
Of your voice forever in the mind entwined.
But Death was deaf to our sweet song sung-
Just as we were blind to Eternity’s plan;
Onto the hopes of harmony we clung
Until the very last moments of our span.
At last, I have learnt to master that piece-
A hymn I must play, now you are at peace.
