We stole each others heart away
with hope, with dreams and care,
E'er knowing love would pave the way
for blissful times we'd share.
So oft we trod those peaceful hills,
when love was sweet and new;
'Twas there that passion lit the spark
from whence our family grew.
Then death made claim that fated day,
amidst the tears we cried
and now my dear, I see so clear
our love has never died.
To soon in time, I'll follow you
across that great divide;
Together now, forevermore,
Together, side by side.
1984
A simplistic, perhaps fatalistic view of the inevitable.