She sat beside me and turned to me
Said there should be one day
A place for thee
House full of secrets and lovely books
Wine spread all around
Might have an artsy looks
I listened quietly, hung on each her word
Sparks came to my eyes
"I wish I knew it would,"

I leaned on my back
And went on myself -
Where I would sing every night
To my beloved old man
To make him sigh
For how long and touching
Was our life
In the meantime split into both
But then once a lifetime
United though