A Thousand Waving Men

Dedicated to Jared Jensen's father

You can weep your tears,
It will hurt for a while,
But they will be brave tears,
Shed for a memory,
Hold your memories close as precious flocks,
And they will flow a golden river,
Running through your heart,
Melting away the bitter aftertastes,
And every star that twinkles will be a message,
Given through chains of love,
As love is strong,
It never dies when there are dreams,
One day these dreams will come and sweep you off your feet,
Embrace them and they may hurt,
But only for a moment,
Then honeysuckle memories will tide out the grey,
Clouds will burst,
Rain will fall,
Refreshing hope and pride,
For there is peace in death,
And a wish that those who live on,
Will look at the stars,
And see them as the twinkling eyes,
Of a thousand waving men.