In The Twilight Of My Years

No need to sit in Delaware
For fallen leaves have fallen there
Just before the rising sun
How could there be another one

Shunned by blistering seeds of light
Set forth upon the evening tide
Wayward passage upon the seas
How I’ve come to honour thee

Like vapours carried on the breeze
There are feelings as I breathe
To feel the rhythm within my heart
To await the morn where souls depart

Solemn are the leaves that are shed
Like thoughts cast inside my head

For here I am and there you stand
To walk together hand in hand
What warmth I draw when you are near
There’s no chance or need for feeling fear

Even in the twilight of my years
Even when my end is near
For solemn is thy sacred breath
You are the one that never left

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