|You sat lonely on a hill|
You sat lonely on a hill gazing into my eyes,
But, I was never there.
The wind and summer sun caresses
The whitened tresses
Streaking through your
You sat lonely and watched the moon arise,
Yet, I could not see you.
The night in her ebon gown redresses
The grieving stresses
As all the stars come
You walked alone and crying in the skies,
And you thought you saw me.
Then you turned and to my surprise,
I heard your thoughtful inner sighs,
And all you saw was
Now, I walk lonely, and through the day
All I think to ask, I say,
Is where am I and and where is she,
How could life be so cruel to me?
Why is she so near,
Yet so very far away?
Dedicated to Virginia.
© 2008 Charles M. Baker III