Here, I lay, Wasting away , in the meadows graze, feeling nothing , yet everything : As I take my last glare At the sun, At the sky, My mothers eyes. Her smile, and frown, My kids' little crown. My husbands laugh, A sound so magical. Everything I've ever loved, I can see clearly now. Its like a Ballad, A whispered voice, A feeling I cant explain. And as I lay here, In the palms of fate, The only thing I want, Is to close my eyes and rest. Put it in the past, All my heartaches and masks, Its not mine, to shoulder anymore. Now, I'm feeling something warm; A light, A touch, A strength unknown. The bravery to move on, And say goodbye - To Home.