JUST ACROSS THE CAUSEWAY
He rocks outside in the morning
And feeds the hummingbirds
He waters all the flowers
Thinks of brand new words
To describe his life now
Because with each passing day
He wishes he was with her
Just across the Causeway.
Just across the Causeway
In another, seaside place
He can still smell her perfume
And see her smiling face
'Twas there he left her in the Fall
To fight her way thru fog
To live and die all alone
With just her little dog.
Life goes on and he's older now
Almost aged ninety-two
He sits and listens to the wind
And sometimes plays the blues
Or he'll hum her favourite tune
"Ol Rivers" she would say
He misses playing it for her
Just across the Causeway.
"Down at the end, Mom wrote:
"Son, ya' knowed, Ol' Rivers died"......
Somehow, somewhere, someday
Just across the Causeway.

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