Slowly the currents gather
bringing me near to blue
Higher I fly and further I go
To a place where others have gone
In sadness and joy the beginning and the end
A swathe of grass, a cut of corn
A child in a meadow
Playing a tune
The tree tops reach to the sun.
All this has been for me to see
And now it is time to say farewell
And to travel lightly along.


Travel along.

Love Mary xxxx