Even though I go
I will never leave you.
I will love you from behind the veil
Through the mist
Be with you, hold you.
Memory brings
A cooling touch,
A warming hand,
A playful message in the sand.
Even though I go
Still I stay,
In the silken air
The emerald pool.
I will not be far away.
If you call me
I will come,
Bring butterflies,
Spark the brightness
In your eyes.
Copyright © 1994 by Doris N. Sutton
