The long-dividing years
have not paled your memory.
Amid circumstances of life,
thoughts drift back
to times that were.
From beautiful gulf shores,
we spoke of storms and tides,
and things that were to be.
Other loves have drifted
into my life, but in
whirling tides, I see you there.
If it were not for the nights,
I could not live;
for it is there, on the
shores of my dreams, we meet.
In torrent winds of change,
you still are the one fixed thing
in my life,
our promises unfulfilled
because death's angel came
too soon.
You are a part of me;
we are entwined.
I believed time would take
away the pain, but
I ache for you more fiercely
as time goes by.
Someday, in equal dust,
I will see you again.
There is a God in whom
I believe,
and I cling to His promise,
unwilling to say goodbye.
Fly Free, My Love.