Beauty lives on.

Hosanna.
Hosanna.
Hosanna in the Highest.

Today I walked alone and spread my arms out like wings.
My head falling back and the beauty of the clear blue sky,
Overwhelming me to almost certain tears.
The love of the Lord and my mother wrapped around me.

Hosanna in the Highest.

This night one year I ago I sat in your hospital bed with you and we laughed and talked about things like we'd always do.
This night one year ago you were so excited to go home.
This night one year ago I learned you wouldn't be here much longer and I begged you to stay.
That night so long ago you were near me and with me like all moms are.
Tonight I wait for you to come find me and chase me to bed like you'd always do, but you won't be coming back.
And tonight, like every other night, I miss you.