is a Fearful Thing
‘Tis a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.A fearful thing
to love, to hope, to dream, to be –to be,
And oh, to lose.A thing for fools, this,
And a holy thing,
a holy thing
to love.For your life has lived in me,
your laugh once lifted me,
your word was gift to me.To remember this brings painful joy.
‘Tis a human thing, love,
a holy thing, to love
what death has touched.