When I wander with memory’s lens Through the landscapes of our common journey I see you everywhere and always. I find you in my office – sorting out the chaos Or helping Corinne or Tylka Cut to their respective chases With logical and designing hands.
I see us descending step by dusty step into the pastel kaleidoscope of Grand Canyon, eventually catching up with Dawn, the adventurer, waiting for us at the canyon floor. We are waiting together still at the hospital for the emergence of Michael, Nate, Stephen and Grace And see them anew as they approach The portals of majority.
I see us in Vienna and Rome with Kathy and Dave. Soaking up history and leaving a few vocal traces behind.
I hear the magic of your voice lingering in the air Breathing life into the spells of Rutter, Poulenc, Handel, Mozart And songs of my own conjuring. I feel your guiding hand in my restless soul That cannot help chase new, improbable challenges.
We have shared triumphs, trouble, elation and sorrow As if the highs and lows were Equal rows woven into the tapestry Of our common destinies.
In this beautiful high valley, Graced by the Rockies opulent wonder, My heart sings with love and gratitude For all of our years together. You are my everywhere and always Through this Journey Beyond Compare.