My Call to Arms
If I could wish upon a star,
I’d wish the night could start a heart.
That breath I breath would give light and time would not stand still in fright.
For my wish would be to see you now and not wait a thousand years.
Mercy be I know the truth and may I stand to see you rise.
For mine was called before your wake yet I did not reply in haste.
May I take your final kiss your last smile and gentle wave not to my grave but to the world tomorrow.
Your parting breath my call to arms.
