07 Nov 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.

Poem 078 I remember the birds outside

I remember the birds outside our window and a tear rolling down your face,
a hug I thought would never let go, I journeyed without a trace
I found you with God’s guidance, then journeyed to the sea,
and made our bed upon the sand, the darkness, you and me

I remember you so beautiful, the lights they shinned for me,
and now when I lay myself down to sleep, it’s you I turn to see
Then we wandered through the mountains, to take another stand,
within the walls of the Alhambra, together hand in hand

The fire raged around us, while our passion grew and grew,
now these times when I’m alone, my dreams they turn to you
I remember you so beautiful, the lights they shinned for me,
and now when I lay myself down to sleep, it’s you I turn to see

I felt the pain, to say good-bye, free but so alone,
and wondered if you felt the same, so far away from home
There were many times upon the road, where I stopped an thought of you,
I really tried to find a way but I couldn’t make it through

I remember you so beautiful, the lights they shinned for me,
and now when I lay myself down to sleep, it’s you I turn to see
You know it’s more than just a memory, within this heart you’ll stay,
and helps me smile, when I’m feeling down in the midst of a lonely day