Do you remember how it felt?
Do you remember how they smelt?
The feeling you had riding on that cloud,
The feeling you gave her, strong and proud.

According to others, their reactions aren’t your’s.
Does that make them less,
No more than hors de’vour’s?

So when you leave, as you’ve done before,
Do you no longer return?
Do you close that door?

Is that the meaning to your life?
Growing and learning,
Spreading the light?

Allowing all others,
Only a glimpse,
Of a man on a mission,
Then total eclipse………….

The lesson you’ve taught me
I admit was much needed,
Leaving others in love
In a Garden well seeded.

For this, I’ve done, a time or two.
Never knew how it felt to be left,
…………………………‘til you!

So, now that I know,
Lord, please grant them my blindness.
So those left behind,
Remember no more --
than the love and the kindness.

YEAA!!

I sooooooo here you!

Nicely said.

You are "a different kind" indeed, and a very special one!

Oh, thanx

Ohhhhhhhhh i have read this three times and I am a bit speechless,,, so beautiful,,,

**sits and reads again and again**

Awesome