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Dia de los muertos

The time is coming,
The loves gathering,
The veil becomes thin
The time is here
Dia de los muertos,
The day of days
I am waiting for you
my love to come back to me
even for just a day
Come back
Your picture is on the mantle
my ring is still on,
It never leaves
It will always be part of my destiny
candles are lit upon the table
I have prepared yours and our favorite food
The path is clear,
and am waiting on our wavelength for you
I am playing guitar
singing my songs for you
the babies are all here,
waiting with me
to cross upon the threshold
and bring me out of darkness
When your presence brings me into light
Out across the burning grounds