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. |
