A life together

Come and walk with me under grand old trees
in the spring to pick the flowers we desire.
We’ll watch the waves, down on our knees,
and – stargazing – warm our feet by the fire.

I’ll take you by the hand
through jungles and open land,
over waterfalls and into glens of green,
I’ll show you places you have never seen.

We will dance in pouring rain,
morning sun and winter’s calm.
There is a life we can explain,
a life for us, here in our palm.
 

Let me lead you down a railway line
and run my fingers through your hair.
When the first snowflakes tickle our spine
we’ll already be gone away, somewhere.

Be merry, laugh, and run with me -
sitting and brooding is for the old.
Help me live, I’ll make you see
how the stories, written for us, unfold.