For Auld Lang Syne
For Auld Land Syne
My dear,
There—-a sign,
Among the tears,
Among the years
Gone by.
And
Always,
Finding here
Our joyful pair
In the falling days.
So soon the seasons
Come and go
And
The reasons
For love remain so.
For Auld Lang Syne
My dear,
I search the cloudless sky,
For storms
And
know,
A whisper of you
On a sweet breeze sigh.
In spring and
Early dew.
Of Auld Lang Syne.
We meet in the summer grass,
Full of youth
Alive with sass.
In winter’s aging time
With hearts aligned
And
Autumn’s future
Fills with past.
I sing to you.
My love’s sign
No other dream will do
In the deep night rhyme.
Between dark and light
On the tattered edge
Of passing clouds
We drift—- out of sight.
We drink the cup
Of kindness
You and me
Eternally
We drift—- out of sight./ We drink the cup/ Of kindness/ You and me/ Eternally.
Thinking of you and Trace with these beautiful words. Happy New Year to you and Andie — may it be a good one.
What a touching, gorgeous poem . Brings me to tears, as does Auld Lang Syne, every year.
Happy New Year to you and Andie.
Know you are Loved
Sara