He quietly turned into the street
He’d been gone….. so long
He wondered if she’d remember him
If she’d recall ……….their song

And every leaping step he took
He’d look up to the skies
His love for her had never dimmed
Pools of tears….... his eyes

The sun beat down upon his back
A blessing from …..above
The thoughts of her now in his mind
Wrapped his head……….. in love

Oh how he loved this freedom song
That swept and held his heart
To see her face and touch her hair
And his love for her ……..impart

The gentle breeze caressed his face
It made him feel …….so good
The day was warm and felt so wild
He’d rewrite the past………if he could

Her room was bright and smelt so sweet
She sat there dumb ……..amazed
Her joyful sobs……… a gentle sound
As on his face ………..she gazed

Her warm embrace though older now
Made him at last ……….feel whole
As he joined in the angelic choir
That sang ……….within his soul


‘I knew you’d come’ she softly said
‘I knew it……… every day’
He’d never been a holy man
But he knew tonight…….. he’d pray
Jon Mewett