The tall, soft grass The new born daffodils As they turned their delicate petals to the sun
We met where the river meets the mountain Where the moss grows, The wild flowers bloom And the sun beams dance on the water
I remember
That long deep ache Where a hand covers a beating heart Where blood flows deep into those secret places The river Pulling and pushing all that pain Crying for what once was
We will meet again When the pain recedes When our memories collide Where the river meets the mountain When the daffodils turn to face the sun once more