The Leaving

Where the waters edge does meet
And in our sorrow...loss complete
There you stand on far away shore
To touch my hand...no ne'er more...

Look across the golden waves
Unleased by memories...open graves;
There upon the moonless night
The stars will cast their endless light.

Know my love, My heart does weep..
Yet within it's edges...you I keep
Bound with visions....of dreams you loan
Now have become, it seems my own.

When you sit by your lovely stream.
And on occassion...yer heart should dream...
Think of me...of such times untold..
Know in yer hand...my heart you hold...

Cast a glance to the heavenly skies
Think of this lass with emerald eyes
Think of me at least e'er little while
Remember not my tears....

remember my smile....
I love you....
That is all I can say..

Perhaps it is ..that you dont feel that way...
I cannae take back...the words they are spoken
Keep them close to yer heart...my hearts own token..

Copyright Dancers Inc. 1997


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