"The Faded Shawl of Yesterday"

"High On The Mountain Top"


Old and Grey for fear of fainting
I stumble to the phone
to remind my children
of yesterday’s memories.

I proposed to their Mother,
a perfect lady, to be my wife
on the peaks of the mountain range
a honeymoon day with vows,

it echoes and echoes in the canyon
that binds us together forever
with a smile and a song of glee
so perfectly happy on that day.

Now I wake from yesterday's dreams
a cry to caress the wedding gown
I remember her in my arms
pregnant with our children,

to believe in Godly ways
with faith and loyalty
for us to hold onto
all through the years.

Today my wedding anniversary -
the children surprised me
with a visit to the mountain range
where we were married,

they helped me climb that peak
beneath the canyons deep
to see her in a memory,
waving to me in a faded shawl.