The sound of the train,
the blue of the sky,
the waves on the river
and a pebble or two.
Looking back and
here is what I see,
the view of the child,
that lives on in me.
The sound of the train,
the blue of the sky,
the waves on the river
and a pebble or two.
~
There are chapters with many pages
and a few still left to turn. On this
stroll through life there is still a lot
to learn.
There is mountains yet to climb
and river and seas and a journey
that awaits for you and me.
There are storms in passing,
skies so blue and a cloud
where I feel your hand pull
me close to you.
There are chapters with many pages
and a few still left to turn. On this
stroll through life there is still a lot
to learn.
There is dance each evening,
the smile each morn and the
faith into tomorrow from the
day our love was born.
~
...as close as my dreams.
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