When I'M Alone
When I’m alone
And thoughts of you
Steal softly ‘cross
The paths my mind has taken,
I close my eyes,
And, silently,
I drink the fragrance
Of your presence.
When I’m alone,
The songs I sing
Belong to you;
The flowers I pick
Make your bouquet;
The castle I build
Is for your dwelling;
The jewels I find
Are for your adorning.
Should you never come to me,
When I’m alone
The songs I sing
Will all be sad songs;
And, wilted flowers
Will line the path
To an empty house;
The jewels I find
Will lie like stones
That children throw.
So, come,
Hold my hand
And walk with me.
Blend your thoughts with mine.
Let our souls become as one
In the empty hours . . .
When I’m alone.
Copyright © William Crocker | Year Posted 2011
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