As I do list the highlights left of me
In twilight of my life through memoir's reel.
I find on playback still the eye does see;
Her face of fairest light so spins this wheel.
And smiles me back wherein my youth's alive
To gift again my fresher self her hold.
And whilst she glows, my vibrancy survive
Then length that I do live, shall still uphold.
Ah! When these bones are left amongst the dust
Instilled is she that deep my ghost will make -
The times of her; my center force's ******,
And 'bout that force our times shall then remake.

Her timeless beauty; I do hold with all!
That she be here, and there when death shall call.

It does appear to me that souls deceased
Whom passed by cancer's deadly spread of mole.
Are gifted special ride to heaven's priest
By shooting stars, to thrill their final roll.
From times of old when they did stare the stars
And ponder; may their time outshine their death.
But bodies virus'd, freckled with their scars
Then idle nothingness with loss of breath.
Whom suffer, fitting that a star it be.
And I do too in wonder when above
If there will be a star awaiting me,
And glance back down, good bye'ng those I love.

It seems that more of shooting stars fly by
How sad it is; how oft we glance the sky.

My heart beats a faithful song
once covered by my sin,
hidden by darkness - buried within
then behold; thine light shined in
'twas there all along.

(Chorus)
I've found thee, I've found thee
O my Lord - my soul to be;
In thy grace, thy warm embrace,
Ever unto thee will be.

I've felt sorrow and despair
in many a darker day
swoon did I, to kneel and pray
then lit beacon, in me to stay,
answered my Lord; my prayer.

I've found thee, I've found thee
O my Lord - my soul to be;
In thy grace, thy warm embrace,
Ever unto thee will be.

Now I view thy splendorous light
in the essence of all I see
a baby's eyes - a beggars' plea
a mourners' tears -  majestic tree
O Lord, thy light so bright.

I've found thee, I've found thee
O my Lord - my soul to be;
In thy grace, thy warm embrace
Ever unto thee will be.

Now I swim in thine river of love
flowing with the currents of faith,
living the words my Lord saith
no more I dwell in wraith
unto thee; within and above.

(Chorus)

(Repeat Chorus, full choir)

Tho' I do write with truth, my self's conceived -
That where your love abodes, resides just me.
My love in rhyme, is rhyme in part deceived
Do, I linger still or let this sonnet free?
The former is a rhythmic dance of words
Where A can't wait the love connect of C.
The latter brings the sorrow near the thirds
As each unstressed, would stress the pain to be.
I pass this ninth with syllable delay
The tenth, I love but yearns a love as true.
I burden here, where eyes of yours can't sway
Yes now, at last, do I withdraw from you.

I hope the other grows to love as I
But doubt that heart the will of heart to die.

If from your depth of chest you gift me more
And lace that gift you'd give as that bestowed
I fear my worth undone for your outpour
As meager even now to what your owed.
For beauty of your eyes lends light to mine
My darker shades may taint your glow unjust.
Not by an absent love, but lack of shine;
Before you graced were I a love in rust.
Ah! That, I do possess, so renders you
In greater light, as darkness does the moon
And had you worship'd more than what I knew
Alike how winter's day gives summer boon.

I need you as your beauty needs my eyes
They grant you form, without all beauty dies.

Unhappy smiles, you wear that I'm deceived
Remember tho' your hearted grins before
When summer days did match that I received.
Forget? Think not, your early teeth that wore
Unveiling full from once your lively lips.
Your muscles tensed of late, with speech as less
And when recite, you read from ready tips
You wrote when love had none to give you stress.
So I shall leave you to this sadly tune
But when your pain can sing, let ring my ear
And know; that song of grief, i'm not immune
Let yours atone with mine, that cupids hear.

Tho' tried, your veil can't hide that love, depressed
When out unburdens those, I'll gift you rest.

Turn off the sun and moon, to view your form
As purest as the light that then just dimmed
Celestial orbs do blind your eyes perform
To witness that within, your gaze has skimmed.
To know yourself is knowledge that your love
Has worth to give, and worth to render men
And needs no light to gift you from above
But take these words and practice that I pen.
If then you seek that manly half you've missed
Let know that I am fond of that you've found
As to my own have yours with light so kissed
For while in darkness, I to you were bound.

Relight them when your mind, minds - not their show
And find me there in wait, with inner glow.