(this is a poem I wrote in 1989. A time when I still sketched, sang, and wrote with the abandon of a child-woman)
All this time gone on the wind
but I remember, because I'm with you.
The eulogy to the dying years
is my song forever to you.
As its light grows dim
through the milennia that has gone
remember me and the light will shine
just as the morning dew
which collects upon the petals of time
and binds my heart to you.