I Can'T Take You With Me Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

I can't take you with me
As I ready to died I find my self needing your smiles.
I can't take the with me for missing them will be such pain.
I can't take the joy of you for there is no joy missing you.
I can't take your heart for missing the beat would not be fair.
Needing you is what keeps me fully going. But I can't take you with me.
I can't take your love because that's all you'll have for me.
But I'll take the memory of use. To hold.