Monday, 4 February 2008

his words were golden

his words were golden
as good as gold
see how they echo
in my mind as i grow old

for they were spoken
when i was younger
i did not heed them
but now i can listen

and in my mind's eye
i see a sunrise
beside a river
and he is there...

to take me home.

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