My true love was always afraid of heights
At first refused to soar above the land...

Often daunting when you lie and try to go to sleep
Thoughts hidden in your mind, now will tend to...

Two eggs met and liked what they saw
One hard boiled and the other one raw...

A get-together on Sunday past
Dinner eaten way too fast...

I close my eyes to try to sleep
But even with counting sheep...

I can't forget all the time we have spent
To simply do as you do and move on...

I was clearing up my garden
As last night there was a storm...

You remind me of the morning
Of when the sun would rise...

Storms faced as a child
I'd count the seconds between...

To that person who drove, so careless today
Who missed me by inches and didn't give way...

Love is earned and always shared
From the time that it's declared...

There is more than just one love
And it isn't always clear...