I was once yours, lost in your everything,
Being lost never found, I am now what you see.
A leaf caught up in the wind drifting down,
Found at the edge of the sea.
My uncle and aunt I am me, long since
Gone, no longer what I was, both created me.
Two in love, two who have done what is right,
Here I am,
There are you at peace with the world all
Can see, a light seen far out to sea
I have been to the edge, I am back,
I have seen what you've seen, a spirit controlled
Two lover's as one and still best of friend's.
Two candles in church, the spirit comes in,
The wick and the taper the light when it comes
Burned from both ends, for you and she will be bright.
Copyright © James McLain | Year Posted 2017
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