Her soft touch and soft smile br Stayed with me awhile but, for tonight br Distant are the shores and cries of my plight br Not in this life, not in this light br Shifting shadow less across arid desert sands br Now touched by time, these aged hands br Baron are the fields, and the harp string br Left unassembled as we were meant br My love for you… irrelevant br A lifelong dream, now faded and frail br In this endeavor I have failed br I have resigned, acquiescing reluctantly br She is my sun, she is my love, br She is, br The death of mebr br Marcus McKinleybr br