To Wendy

To Wendy

Michael

Until the end, I was there with you and against you,
And from my prayers, I made the dawn of my faith
Knowing that there you'll always be my link
Because you've become an angel among my people.

To the end, I took you on the path,
To the edge of this clearing, where between two pines
A stone stele and a thought, your body lies
Among the scents of jasmine and roses.

I remember our last summer,
Where in the rising sun we'd set off carefree
Under the perfect clemency of an almost innocent sky.

In the air adorned with a time that was already crumbling away
For the last summer I'd spend with you,
With the scent of pine sap displayed to our joy.