Letters To Her Car

Letters To Her Car I used to get up in the mid of winter before she would leave for work And there on the frost laced windows of her car, is where I would leave my mark I’d tell her about the day I had planned, or just a simple reminder That no matter what this life had in store, in my heart is where I could find her She was a beautiful thing. An angel bequeathed to us, placed here by a mightier hand Though mine for only a little while tis but the blink of an eye for one that’s eternal We all know that were here for a time, our minutes borrowed from the hour glass sand Our hearts though two, were twined as one, as if born from something fraternal And though her touch in this world, l will not feel again, I can remember that this life is fleeting And sometime soon, as the immortal would count it, once again I’ll feel her heart beating When the sand in Chronos’s glass runs its course for my life and Lachesis can cut her line Ill No longer be held by the flesh of this world, and I’ll be unfettered by this thing called time But for now I keep searching for destinies book, a different canvas to pen my hearts meaning For that thing in the driveway that she once drove is now useless to put forth my word What I want for now is a window to heaven to speed to her the thoughts I’ve been keeping That I found you once, and though it cost me my life to find you again that price I will afford