THE HEART THAT FLEW AWAY

 

WAYWARD THE GEESE FLY THROUGH THE VALLEY

OF SUNRISE MORNING TO AN OPEN HEART

EVER FETCHED IN THE MERCY OF A FIERY TONGUE

TO COMPLETE THE KNOWING OF THOSE OF DESCENT

WHILE I CRY THE PAIN OF MY TRAVELLING WAYS

WHICH TAKE ME NOWHERE BUT STANDING STILL

I ROAM MY THOUGHTS TO YOUR SWEET CARESS

AND TAKE YOU HOME ONCE MORE

TO MY INNER SOUNDS OF LONELINESS

LIKE GEESE WHO TRAVEL SOUTH ON THEIR WAY

I WILL HARBOR YOUR GRAVE AND OUR BONES WILL BOND

ENTWINED ROSE BUSH TREES

AND LIFE’S PRICELESS GIFT WILL PLAY

ONCE MORE!