Speak to me in this silence
That lives inside you and me;
Walk through my lonely nights
Explaining eternity-

Share with me the laughter
That gentles into tears;
Give to me the days’ dewdrops
Strung into the years-

Pass with me the time of day
Over cups of conversation;
Hold my heart in your hands
Easing pain of expectation-

Give to me your daily burden
My evenings to enclose;
Hear the stories I bring you
Of neighbours, shops, the rose-

And when the day lies dreaming
Nestle me in your heart;
That I may find my special place
Without a map or chart-

As simple as wild flowers on hills
Is all I asked to be;
I found it was too much to ask-
Life had other plans for me…