Returning home again after many years away,
I find our secret path along the Fundy Bay,
that happy place where long ago we played,
where all our dreams and promises were made.
Once again I lay me down where daises grow
in fields above the banks were salt winds blow.
Golden memories rush through my hungry soul,
returning pieces of my heart lost long ago.
I close my eyes recalling all the things we did,
just the way they were when we were kids
and I know without a doubt that you are hear,
as your love for me falls from my eyes in tears.
We lay like angels looking up at clouds of cream
as we watch them take the shape of all our dreams.
We laugh so hard at all the things we do and say,
to us, life is just a stage, a place to laugh and play.
We find the trail that takes us down to meet the ocean,
where we swim in waves of jubilant emotions.
Then we walk along the shore together hand- in- hand
and we write our love forever in the sand.
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