I Want To Be - Fred Williamson

I want to be a wind that blows your hair and brushes your cheek.
The first breath that passes your lips when you speak.
I want to be the light that shines on your face.
I want to cover you with grace.
I want to be rain that runs off your clothes.
Grains of sand that flow through your toes.
I want to be the water in which you bathe.
I want to be with you in your grave.
Be with you when your soul does rise.
For eternity..................through the skies.

Fred Williamson