NOSTALGIA
I tried to write a poem
Because my love she asked me too
She said , "my love, please write for me"
"You say such pretty things
And when we pass from this sweet life
Your thoughts nostalgia brings"
Suddenly her fragrance fills me
Like she is in the room
I close my eyes and flowers bloom
Like photo`s in the air
My sweet fair love reclining now
Like nostalgia , but she is there
Shaking cobwebs from my brain
The mist of coming rain
Morning dew from a lowly branch
Fluttering wings of dove
You live in these and other things
My angel from above
How to make you understand
That life without you would end
You are my sweet eternal love
Our tenderness in all travail
With the certainty of a river`s bend
You rise before me frail
I hope you understand my Sweet
Mere words cannot replace
The warmth we hold so dear
The veils of heaven and the corridors
Of hell will never make this clear
I`m you`re canvas and you`re my lace
---- Eagle Cruagh