By Jack Johnston
Long ago a sad man sat
And dreamed of happy days,
When love would come and take his heart
Among the clouds to play.
He dreamed of a beautiful lady,
Elegant, kind and true,
Passionate, loving and playful,
Someone just like you.
Though dreams were all the sad man had
He never quite stopped thinking,
Perhaps one day he’d find a love
That would save his heart from sinking.
Through the years he wandered,
Aimless, sometimes lost,
Wondering if love’s sweet caress
Was much too great a cost.
Then despair was lifted
As calm came to his soul,
For time had finally let his heart
Feel healthy, hail and whole.
For the love of a beautiful woman
Had saved his sinking soul,
And covered his heart with kindness
To protect it from the cold.
Now he soars with eagles
As his heart is lifted high,
And they play among God’s lofty clouds
And dance across the sky.
Written in 1995, the Lake Lure author writes about his wife Melody who passed away April 5, 2017.