I was thinking of you today
when I met you, all those years ago
in the sunset
along the lonely road
You took me in
in total trust
and confidence
that I would not betray
We talked
as the sun set
and darkness rose
into the March night
She who knows all
was by your side
only young then
much wiser now
In the wee town
we met again
and for a final time
for music and song
You disappeared
through the thronged door
never for me to see you
again
Your music remains
as does your memory
I know you're there
when times are hard
She who knows all
patiently waits
at the Window on the West
for your eventual return
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