So dear you are to me
You came at a time in life
Young and oh so carefree
Vain, folly, mixed with strife
We laughed and played
As time stood still for us
From our home we strayed
In each other we dare to trust
Though we often disagree
Fight for a moment or two
With you I'm most often free
Doing the things, I love to do
You are to me a keeper
My every secret to share
When we are together
The world looks on beware
I long to hear your voice
Talk with you, hear you say
We've made the right choice
Not long ago, on that day
Now you're gone leaving me
Wished you were here again
Much has changed lately
It just not quite the same
To live not having you
Mother's gone, as all will
Memories abound not a few
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.