Before I Go Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

You can feel it in my notes
If you can't hear it in my words
You can hear it when I bend the strings
Or in the blue note that touches you

You can see it in the way I comb my hair
that isn't really there
You can feel it in the way I care
or sometimes in my dare

You can see it in the way I carve my turns
and in the way I flow on fresh fallen snow
There's something inside; care for you
That's all I ever meant for you to know

You can't hold onto things in life
The best is taken before you know
I just dreamed of you
And hoped to know of love, before I go