A harsh wind was blowing As I leaned against the post And watched the airplane leaving For another coast I closed my eyes and thought about The time we had to share You're going off beyond my grasp But I feel you everywhere Remembering soft whispers And secrets we confessed This special time was ours alone But parting is the test I'll try to think of Wednesday We walked in foggy dawn The coffee. hot and steaming And so we traveled on Our footsteps echoed down the lane So empty at that hour Gray clouds were gathering overhead It looked like a spring shower For those few days the world was ours No schedules and no clocks But now I face reality And long for what I've lost Karen Shaw Matteson © 2001