You are in the words I write Unseen, yet guiding my hand, Although you are gone from me Into that far-off land.
In the stillness of the night, Your voice is crystal clear; Words come into my mind As I sense you drawing near.
You tell me to write of creation The beauty of sun, sea and sky, You speak to me of joy and peace In your heavenly home on high.
Our love will live on forever In every word I write, For our minds became as one When we said our last goodnight. |