One year ago this evening
As the sun was going down
You were on your way to where I could have met you
And now I see that’s truer than I know
Honestly, I can’t wait to meet you
And as life goes on, I want to more and more
Three hundred and sixty-six days ago
You were taken on a road I’ve come to know
Three hundred and sixty-six days ago
I’ve never lived a longer year before
One day ago this evening
I saw the very place where you died
Shaking, though I was, as I stood there
Picturing your watered eyes
There I was, at your doorway to Heaven
Picturing your watered eyes
-Zach