Widow Walk Reunion

Pacing on the widow walk,

she keeps the time

To the rhythm of the crashing waves below

Looking out past the horizon for a sign

Her constant companion is the water's flow

Ever praying, ever hoping for his sails

Calling his name out to the open sea

Sending messages of love that never fail (carried on the wind,

carry back to me)

I am waiting by the ocean,

true to you

Through the turn of the seasons and the years

No one else can take the place of

what we knew I will bide my time until you reappear

Friends would try to make her see the reasonable light

Bringing lovely men that anyone would take

But her heart was locked and dry inside the night

Only his return could cause her soul to wake

Now her hair has turned to gray and then to white

Aging slow, she walks the old house with a cane

Still she makes her effort to the walk at night

To the edge of hope,

through the heavy rain

Then one night she finally made it to the peak

Found him waiting there to take her by the hand

Turned to ask him why he took so long to speak

Then she realized she was leaving the land

I am waiting by the ocean,

true to you

Through the turn of the seasons

and the years

No one else can take the place of what we knew I

will bide my time until you reappear

Falling to the waves below

Reunited where the deep tides flow

(found each other at last)