Friday, October 29, 2004

When You Come

Life's a bit of wait and see
When you come
Like a flock of birds
Or an aeroplane
On a windy day
To land on my front step.

I'll glide gently to and fro
Like a breeze
In a little rowboat
And you rock me to sleep
Or to laughter
As the sky scudds by.

When you come
You sing to me
Voices of a thousand harmonies
And a safe harbour
With the salty wind
For company.



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