I’m staring out of the coffee shop window

In a strange land

 

A pang in my stomach

Why didn’t I take anyone with me

 

No one to meet

From when I was 18

Right through to my 30’s and beyond

Until 40’s 50’s I had a new one

But he withered and died

 

Why didn’t I take them with me

I feel a pang inside

 

But each carried me

To where I am now…

 

Over choppy waters

Calm seas

Good times

And bad times

You are all a part of me

 

I’m staring out of the coffee shop window

In a strange land,

Thinking of you,

And hope you are too.