As I sit my thoughts are blurry...
wishing you were here with me.
I quietly slide into obscurity...
for in my memories it's you I see.
As fall departs on a migrating bird string...
I reminisce on the feelings it brings.
Along comes father winter...
with his frosty blow.
Carrying the cold and bright...
first winters snow.
When the earth slumbers peacefully...
I think of you an wish ardently.
No matter where you are...
or how far away I be.
You'll always have a place...
in your heart just for me.