Three months have past and I'm still staring at this blank page.
A quarter of a year of just staring at nothing at all.
As the time is passing, colours fading.
Unsure of what little time I have left with you.
Blessed with a clouded mind, believe me I'm trying!
With everything you've given me.
Nothing I can say can add up to anything you've done for me.
That day, when your illness got the best of you.
You brought our family together.
It was the first time in years.
It's sad to say that those countless tears you've shed finally counted towards something.
I'll always be the cowboy you dreamed I'd be.
Choking on my breath and fighting back tears.
It will always be a painful memory for me.
But it's what you wanted in your time in need and
I wont forget your name.