In Memoriam

In memoriam - - - - - - - - - I remember That sweet September I was alone I walked upon A dusty funny road Leading to your native land Well past a furlong Came across the springy Fine green turf And field, cottages Trees and sky The sky looked clean And road uneven Trees bathed in sunshine Raised their boughs To the sky To the heaven And the rural sweet smells Wafting on the evening breeze Each vista looking Like dreams of yesterday's evening Being drunk with the wine Of your presence seeming And being inquisitive and ecstatic I asked all beside Trees, boughs, flowers and skies And saw your sweet countenance inside No word was spoken Yet I could hear you Speaking in my ear Oh no, I was not alone Me and your dear memory As the sweetest company Walking together till I was lost In your sweet and subtle melody Echoing everywhere That brought me here………..