Love Is a Traveler
Moon above, show my love,
For she knows not the feelings within me.
Brisk wind take my feelings to her
So far away, you can be there by mid-day.
Sun shining bright, tell her with delight,
Feelings bestowed in the night.
Tears join the rivers, flow through the oceans,
To my love, the message of my love, for she that waits.
For love is a traveler, through the land, over the oceans,
With the wind, my love to thee, shall always be, find her waiting,
Waiting in her tree, as she looks down upon her Alabama Man.
Copyright © Kenneth Fordham | Year Posted 2008
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