3.03.2003

I think of you
in the quiet rush of the wind
I am pleased.

Joyful that you dropped into my life.

Live that your youth not feel squandered.
Fear not as you will see when the
light is for you.
The light that will show you the way.
The way that will bring you peace.

Flying high above the earth and low to the ground;
I soar with you as we have touched in time.

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