May God bless you and your...
Oh, your rides across the river, 
where the shallow stream runs wide,
Where the sunset beams
lay glistening on the sand from either side.
You will cross that mountain river
on the brown horse and the bay,
Watch the willows sway and shiver
and the dancing shadows play.
There's memories there to savor,
you know I'm foolish but I'm fond,
till I reach that stream before me
and see what lies beyond.
Now, the night is chilly and the stars
are very...
January 18, 2008


