Darkened skies
Rolling clouds...

Love is warm
Love is bright...

I love her more day by day
To see her face what can I say...

She looks so happy
Full of grace...

Torn down trees
Muddy paths...

She calls me up
on the phone...

We ponder where it all went wrong
a love so strong when it began...

The light at last has began to shine
The love we have is more Divine...

The tress wave in the cool north wind
owls hoot as dust draws in...