The tides of July
Late July, the clouds billow waiting for the afternoon rain
This summer although, just is not the same
Nature takes its course, but the seasons of my life have changed
I see you clearly in the reflections of the past
I'm afraid now, hoping the reflection will last
The ocean tides change, and so must I
All thing's come to an end you explained to me
That I must continue on, that I must breathe
Every breath I take is for you until it is my time to leave
A flame illuminates the dark, it is you that brightens my soul
It is a flame that will burn into the days of old
You graced me with love I cannot explain
All the days of my life shall this love remain
Can I handle the seasons of my life in the tides of July?
Every beat of my heart is for you, I now know why
For hearts that are entwined there never is a goodbye...
Copyright © dave bowers | Year Posted 2021
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