If He Dies... Poem by esther kagori

if he dies I'll shave my hair,
i will lie near him and cry,
i will curse the world's leave-out,
i will make his thought my priority,
i will die in inside for his leave,
i will take flowers to his grave,
i will wail for his soul in rave,
i will remember his smile and smile,
i will make our memories my laughter,

if he dies I'll cry,
i will lie down and curse the world,
i will wish to hear his voice,
i will try to be strong,
i will treasure him till we join,
if he dies I'll shave my hair