In The Land Beyond The Sun Poem by Fiona Schwartzinoff

When the time comes that I vanish,
Remember me when I am gone.
When my footprints fade away
To the land beyond the sun.

Promise to always love me
So when I go, I’m not leaving at all.
Promise you’ll walk endless faithfulness
Even when your grief has cooled and palled.

Oh, love has a nice way of killing,
A lovely way – don’t you think?
You fall into a well of black honey
And into a faded realm you sink.

It’s funny Death visits all of us,
Though we never visit him.
When he comes for me, be certain to remember
All that I am, all that I've been.

So when the time comes that I vanish,
I won’t really be gone.
I’ll just be there waiting for you,
In the land beyond the sun.