Drifting, golden leaves flow slowly by
Melancholy, gracefully, falling down,
Carpeting the shaded forest glen
Reminiscent of distant autumns I have known.



Walk a moment more beside me, love,
Let us once again regard the mystery
Of the autumn colors gently falling from above,
Hold me closely within this reverie.



Oh, how I miss the touch of your sweet hand,
The light in your eyes of heavenly blue,
The love you felt for this sweet autumn land,
How much I loved walking it with you.



I long to hold you near my breast once more,
And feel your heart beating close to mine.
God gave us such a love, oh, so secure,
God knew this love would stand the test of time.



Weep not, sing, love, praise God, and worship
For you are not walking all alone, my love,
With Jesus' blessing, I walk beside you,
Until you can join me, in the land of Perfect Love.



Drifting golden leaves flow slowly by
Melancholy, gracefully falling down.
Kneeling I say a prayer for you, my love.
Amidst the golden carpet on the ground.


Karen

October 17, 2005