As the minutes hours & the day,
pass along go their way
Happy is that which lets me say
Words, my words
So deep , so strong, so fair,
Feelings had, the fun the care.
Spent with you, through you,
Though not there nor here
nor anywhere like near.
You are far away from me in body,
But hidden in my heart, thy art.
Full blossomed bearing strong.
Begins to start.
Smiling my lips call a time,
Fun filled joy simply knowing
You are yet still mine.
Mine to behold, hold and inspire.
My day the way I hold my pen,
The word unspoken still unheard.
Rings chimes sings
The heart, the start, the fundamental plot
of why WE work,
The chemistry of our bones
THe different soil of our roots
The fundimental cements our soul