Yesterday I woke up and the pain wasn’t quite as bad
It’s almost as if I could tell myself this was all a part of God’s plan
Yesterday I found some comfort and peace of mind
I could find my faith and trust in the will of the Divine
Yesterday I smiled thinking of the huge impact that he had
Yesterday his legacy helped me not to be so mad
Yesterday I listened and sang along to his favorite song
Yesterday the “rest of my life” didn’t feel quite so long
Yesterday I looked at my favorite picture of him smiling back at me
Yesterday I heard Anthony telling me “Fran, now he’s free”
Yesterday I told myself he was simply too good for this earth
Yesterday I took solace in his life’s value and his life’s worth
Yesterday I told myself he would always know my kids
He would watch and he would guide them and he would know everything they did
Yesterday I understood that he must have figured out life
He knew how to do good & spread love despite his personal strife
Yesterday I didn’t spend my entire day asking “Why”
I sent my heart up Heaven and raised my
Head up to the sky
Yesterday I found the strength to carry on
To “accept” that he had to go but he would never really be gone
Today, though, I can’t say that I feel the same way
Because all that courage, faith and strength, well… that was yesterday
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