Another Life, Another Time
Tis the verdant green of the valleys I miss the most I think
Where the mild summer winds carry the many scents of life
And the lovely river runs slowly to the Irish Sea tumbling so rife
Where the long grasses move like waves into which we sink
Cool grass bower and shade of an ancient tree shelter us sweet
As we love the day away in a timeless moment just for we two
Holding each other with passion as all lovers are aching to do
Not realizing how such moments are both temporary and so fleet
Rolling hills about us, and we together reach beyond them so high
Our hearts are fused in need and pleasant exploration as we burn
For such is the manner of love, such is the way of all hearts turn
And so we fill the day with expectations under a cerulean sky
As evening touched the edge of day we walk the long road home
And by the hearth we remembered the day for it was our first
Even now it remains bright, the memory of our loves thirst
When we made the pact and kept it good, there on Erins loam
Time washes so much away yet it remains so very clear
And the magic we knew of each other is still there fair I say
Though you are gone and I so many thousands of miles away
I hold onto the memory still burning within so sweet and clear
Another Life, Another Time
Well, Johnn, I guess you’ve made your way into Glen Gaul Way, wonderful poem.