After Death

When I get lost in the dust of the earth,

You cry and stare, at the lonely path.

A game I'll play of hide and seek,

From behind the clouds, at you I'll peep.

Out in your garden, a flower I shall be,

You stare, but won't know, that it's me.

You sit alone your eyes with tears,

As wind I will whisper in your ears.

As rain I will wipe all your fears,

You will think I am far,

But I shall be near.