How do you say good-bye
To the most precious part of life?
How can I ease this growing pain
That grows worse each passing night?
How can the nights pass swifter,
So I don't feel alone and
I don't miss the strength of your arms
when the evenings turn cold?
Does the pain of loss ever stop,
Will the void left ever be filled,
Can what was broken apart
Be fixed, put together at will?
When does life begin again,
Will it ever resemble what it was,
How long will the memories last,
These sweet precious moments of us?
*this was wrote 18 yrs ago. the night my daughter's father was buried.
She was 6 months old,I was only 19. Time has passed but the sadness has never left. 
