Your heart broke when I said I
had to leave you
To serve our country somewhere far away.
But every day tells me how much I love you,
And how I'll mend it once I'm home to
stay.
For life is but a dream, and we the dreamers,
Making what we will of what we are.
When gates clang shut, we are our own redeemers,
As love leaves for us a door ajar.
So dream with me these empty months of sorrow
As we find ways to be together still.
No longing can be brighter than tomorrow,
Nor dream less certain than our strength of will.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Audio and Video Music: Beneath the Moonlight. By Aaron Kenny. Music free to use at YouTube.