No Matter Where I Be
As if now's lost the burning sun,
forgotten be the days been done;
Yet somehow past a hidden moon
still grows a future coming soon.
Once it was that life held a truth
while buried deep within our youth;
But pushed by winds of fleeting time
its long passed through this heart of mine.
Like remnants of the autumn leaves,
small blessings count for one who grieves;
And thoughts that fall when times are slow
will come to rest in fallen snow.
Through echoes of a distant song
life drifts away and soon is gone.
Then like the clouds colored by shades
I'll join in the passing parades.
Those pictures of a distant past
will fade into the shadows cast
By those that bring the gavel down
on them now resting underground.
No matter where it is I be,
on mountains high; in depths of sea;
My soul will hold this promise true:
I'll ne'er forget my love for you.
Copyright © Daniel Larson | Year Posted 2017