It took me 42 years to find you and now you're gone.
Who's gonna love me now?
Who's gonna call me Baby and want to hold my hand?
Who's gonna turn to me in the dark and whisper "I love you"?
Will there ever be another person who will never lie to me?
Who's gonna keep me safe?
Who'll look into my eyes and see what's is in my heart?
After you, who?
Original poem, copyright 2010, Suzanne Ballard
