“Humphrey”,
When soft breezes blow
Through the trees, standing tall
When clouds drift by
Or raindrops fall,
I’ll think of you, Humphrey.
When the morning sun shines on the land
Casting its’ golden light
When the evening is alive with sounds
And soft moonlight fills the night,
I’ll think of you, Humphrey.
As time goes by
And leaves turn gold
When autumn winds blow
And the nights turn cold,
I’ll think of you, Humphrey.
When the days grow short
And the nights grow long
When another year
Has come and gone
Still, I’ll think of you, Humphrey.
When the sun sets and the day is done
And I think I hear you on the wind,
It’s then I know my sorrow and tears
Aren’t enough to bring you back again
I’ll always remember you Humphrey.
Please be at peace
| Mike Avis |