Remembered, a Desperate Plea
Remembered, A Desperate Plea
Summer of '74, sweet one you promised me
in a couple years I'll return you'll see
Forty years have now swiftly flown by
I see not you sun nor your sweet sky
Did you get so very lost out West
go on another mighty far away quest
Step into that gentle sweet goodnight
or catch angels on a homeward flight
'Twas July the eight that you flew away
O' how could I ever forget that sad day
So happy that you were California bound
you forgot to send word of what you found
Forty years and no word ever sent to me
never forgotten was your desperate plea
Wait my darling, I will return as we plan
to my sweetest love , my angel , my man
Summer of '74 so sad and so very long ago
you left me in loneliness no man should ever know
I saw your spirit as it took you away from me
never forgetting your cherished, desperate plea
Life and time could never, never fully erase
your love , smell , and beautiful smiling face
Robert J. Lindley, 07-08-2014
A man can love too much, too deep and too often,
the price he pays is as great as was the pleasure he
thought he freely gained.Those lost often come back to
haunt in sad memories the failures of youth!
Life takes it's payment and nobody gets by without paying
one way or another..
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