Chestnut trees and memories
of schooldays not in school.
Smoking trees under those trees,
never one for rules.
The evenings dark
up in the park.
The twilight and the haze.
Forever, there's a part of me,
embedded in those days.

The way we laughed,
refused to cry,
at all life had to give.
Underneath those starlit skies,
easier to forgive.
Underneath the laughing moon,
those days,
they ended way to soon.

Some leaves fall before their time,
others falling with this rhyme.
Synchronized inside my mind,
everything at one with time.

The breeze which sweeps the forest floor,
the will, the want, the joy of more.
The knowing, that what's right will lead,
to everything we really need.

Like the seasons, passing on.
Each with reason.
Each with song.
Words lost with the fading light,
as me and you walk through the night.

Trying to paint pictures with our words.
All those ears, blank canvases.
Passing on, all we have learned.

Lessons in life,
the heartache and the pain.
As it darkens through the Fall,
the fallen leaves swim in the rain.

Words, forever swimming
through my mind.
Flowing through their channels,
landing in the streams they find.

Words our ours,
but always better shared.
The words you wear upon your lips,
reflecting all
that's ever there.

Standing by the ocean
feeling so at ease
My thoughts are set on wandering
away with the sea breeze.
I think about the life I've led
all the things I've done
and as your name enters my head
out comes the burning sun.
As the sun now warms my face
I think of how you warmed my heart.
And as the boats sail out to sea
I pray we never drift apart.
Remembering the times we've shared.
The way you love,
the way you care.
That precious smile
Generous heart,
I pray we never drift apart......

Pictureless frames on aging walls,
a floor that's crying for a sweep.
Wooden boxes, stained and small.
Empty pockets, wide and deep.
Heavenly sounds of singing sparrows,
coming through the courtyard door.
Corridors so long and narrow,
walking feet, thread no more.
That staircase that you couldn't trust,
stands defeated by the years.
This musty place has seen it all,
the joyful smiles, the tragic tears.
How sad to see it now like this,
the first place that we ever kissed.
Its sad, the things that we dismiss,
those days, those days
I'll always miss.

Minutes, graced by hours,
graced by days, graced by all the years.
With every single breath you take,
the happiness,
and all those fears.
Every moment for a reason,
each one to their own.
Every smile that isn't forced
is something, something you can own.
Every smile that isn't forced,
projects those feelings
that you own.

Silent echoes in the air,
with every word that isn't shared.
Those words that hide, within your heart,
the ones that make you fall apart.
The sorrows that you once leaned on,
thank the Lord, for now there gone
There's sparrows singing, within my soul
as everything learns how to grow.

The magic of child's sweet smile,
the innocence within.
The light that they bring to our world
without a sin to sing.
Their reason and their wonder,
should never be ignored.
Lighting before the thunder,
rainbows as it pours.