When I Die

When I Die

When I die, don’t come to my resting place,

Crying your love, letting tears trace.

I needed your words, your touch, your care,

When the world still held me there.

The whispers of love, the warmth of your hand,

Were treasures I longed for, grains of sand.

Don’t let the silence weigh heavier now,

Speak your heart while life allows.

A stone cannot hear, nor the earth reply,

No solace is found beneath the sky.

So share your love while breath remains,

For echoes fade when life starts to drain.