WALK SAFELY THROUGH THE MISTS

WALK SAFELY THROUGH THE MISTS.

My life has been a journey

Enveloped in the mists of time

The beauty of a peaceful lake

Has often been mine.

I have seen the mists of morning

Wafting gently through the glen

Reminding me that seasons change

And the time comes round again.

I have stood in wonder

As the damp mist touched my hair

I have relished the misty quiet

And felt your presence there.

I have felt the mist around me

As your arms have been before,

I have special memories 

That will last forever more.

I have seen the mists arising

As the sun came breaking through

I have stood in silence 

And often thought of you.

The day moved on to sunshine

The damp ground soon was dry

I sought you in the afternoon

I hope you heard my cry.

Evening came and the dew was falling

And the mists of evening came

Hovered over a silent lake

And I heard you call my name.

Was it my imagination

Or where you really there?

Would we view the mist together

Would I feel your care?

Would the haunting mist enthrall us

And carry our thoughts away

Would we find peace and calm

At the end of a difficult day?

Would I feel your arms around me

Would my hair be gently kissed?

Wherever you are my Darling

Walk safely through the mist.

© Linda J. Vaughan

April 23rd. 2012