A Walk in the Meadow
The Walk in the Meadow 6/10/10
As I walk slowly thru the field of long grasses,
Up ahead stands a Maple tree big and strong.
Below its large branches is a bench, where you both
wait for me patiently as I go along.
Though my visit there is very short, it brings a tear to my eyes.
Missing and knowing I’ll see you both again when my time is near,
and I’ll stretch my wings toward the sky.