When my days are nearly over

When the last of wine is sipped

When ocean waves no longer seek me

When sun and moon eclipse

When songs we sing grow silent

When eyes grow dim not green

When the sweetness of your voice is whispered

When our history is what’s been

I will forget each trodden valley

And carry no regret

And hold fast to heart gladness

Your love for me begets

To have known exquisite joy and passion

Life lessons and the pain

To have walked through each and every forest

The deserts and the plains

To have cleaved our souls in union

We inheritors of God’s plan

2 hearts, one life – a family

Protected in His hand

I will count each measure of our breaths

The solid beatings in our hearts

And be greatful for the gift of us

Unto death ne’re will I part

When my days are nearly over

When I slip life’s golden strings

When words no longer matter

My soul for you still sings