AS I SIT ALONE AT NIGHT
WAITING FOR THE BREAK OF
THE EARLY MORNING LIGHT
I CAN HEAR THE SOUNDS OF A PASSING TRAIN
AND THE PITTER-PATTER OF THE MORNING RAIN
BUT AS THE SOUNDS FADE AWAY
AND THE SLIENCE NOW COMES TO STAY
MY MIND GOES BACK TO THOSE YESTERDAYS
WHEN LOVE WAS AS FRESH AS THE FLOWERS IN MAY
I THINK ABOUT THE TIMES WE SHARED
AND HOW MUCH FOR EACH OTHER WE USED TO CARE
ABOUT ALL THIMES WHEN THING WHEN WRONG
HOW WE WOULD SIT AND SORT THEM OUT UNTIL DAWN
NOW THE SILENCE IS BROOKEN
BY THE SOUNDS OF A PASSING TRAIN
AND I GLANCE OUT MY WINDOW
AND WOUNDER IF I'LL EVER SEE YOU AGAIN
DECICATED WITH LOVING THOUGHTS
TO ROBERT JAMES SMITH
AUTHOR
@ ARKANGELL 1977
For you hold my heart
I love you forever and always
Even tho you have pssed on in to the light
Memories of you I hold forever with in my heart and mind
I know you'll be there with arms wide open
To hold me close and near
For you are my dearest friend
I miss you ever so much
You laughter and you tears
I have shared with you
My laughter and my tears
You have shared them too
We will be toghter again someday
I can't wait to hold you close
In my arms again
I await our meeting again
Some where in time
My dearest friend
I'll be there waiting for you