Lingers the still-near but soon
will be fading.
He man of much loving talent
bade no goodbye.
Wheels carry happenings thru'
what lies in wait.
I can but yield to shifting sand
of time's keen eye.
Fled my joy when north became
south and east west.
Gone buoyant hopes of clearly
felt duo-fate.
Dimming veils hold but remains
in tearful wrench.
Hard to see start is the still-near
floating away.
will be fading.
He man of much loving talent
bade no goodbye.
Wheels carry happenings thru'
what lies in wait.
I can but yield to shifting sand
of time's keen eye.
Fled my joy when north became
south and east west.
Gone buoyant hopes of clearly
felt duo-fate.
Dimming veils hold but remains
in tearful wrench.
Hard to see start is the still-near
floating away.