For Your Eyes Only
Dearest Kate
The night is quiet like the gentle breeze
I dreamt of you, in your arms I freeze
Letters on your pillow, I write with my red ink
Through ash I will follow, even through the meadow
Your memories gets blurred overtime
To recall your face, I'll give all my dime
Underneath the waves, I seem to hear your voice
Telling me to let go for that was your choice
The door creaks, the children laughs
I am reminded of the love you left behind
A little while I tell myself, for your were forever kind
Underneath the willow tree, I sit and read
Your were my forever and still my ever.
K