Underneath The Braided Sky
You Were There To Hold Me
When I Cried.

These Sketches Of Heaven
Light Our Eyes With Grace.

That Night, Where Water Carried Reflections
Of October Skies.

Although My Words Failed,
You Knew What I Was Trying To Say.
And Though My Hands Weak By Sorrow,
Still Would Never Let Go Of This Memory.
Where The Trees Bowed From The Wind,
You Whispered "I Promise, I Promise You".
You Held My Hands Tight.
Comfort Remains.