I remember her smile, that smile on her face
The twinkle in her eyes, her signature in space
I am a young man with the world at my feet
A heart filled with longing, a lover to meet
And if wishes were sand grains, the world was my desert
For I tended the hard times in thoughts of my sweetheart
I am a young lover with a bride of my own
And she is the garden of every dream I had ever sown
I remember her smile, that smile on her face
Like sunshine in spring, each ray in its place
I am a young husband, as happy as I claim
Youth is our temple and she is my dame
I hand over my being, to love and to tame
For my heart leaps when she murmurs my name
I am a young father, fingerprints of baby powder in my hair
There are new voices at home and laughter in the air
But the children grow up to learn of life and a happily ever after
And my young leave me to find their dreams in horizons afar
My heart aches, I think of the loss and mourn
The house feels robbed, for the laughter is gone
But my beloved pinches my cheeks and with words unspoken
I realise I have lost nothing, here stands a vow unbroken
I am a grand father, I watch with watery eyes as children gather to play
I treasure the days and delay the moments, I know it won't stay
The seconds are fleeting and life doesn't always bend to our will
For the pit of memory is bottomless, and not enough time to fill
I am a widower, my heart is heavy with grief
I am numb with the pain of a life spent so brief
I have seen heaven and I know when it's hell
There are a thousand pieces were my love use to dwell
I am an old man, my spark in the rain
But what if I'm given another chance, to lose and to gain?
Then I remember her smile, the joy of my pain
Oh I will get back in line and do it all over again
Now my chest grows still, my heart loses its pace
Do you know this smile, this smile on my face?
By Palle E.K.Oswald
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