Late November for Shirley


I remember your happy smile
The way you walked with me, hand in hand
Through the Autumn leaves of late November
Even though you were in pain
But now my love you are free
Your quiet suffering has gone
I still walk those paths
Where your smile lit up the shadows
And in my heart I hear your joyfull happy laugh
You have gone where the sun always shines
Where there is no darkness that you hated
As the evening draws close, I remember
Sleep well my love, I shall walk those paths
In the falling leaves of late November.