October winds, they came at last
Across the hills and ponds, they passed...

Small town, it sleeps neath darkened skies
Time to reflect as I unwind...

Warm Spring wind,
Streaming past my vale in swirling crescendos...

I remember the Moon over the bay, at Sanibel
When we walked its golden sands, hand in hand...

A lonely graveyard on the hill
Through twisted trees, I saw...

I looked up to the sky, the twilight rising,
In a Floridian park, saw a vision spellbinding...

Pearly moonbeams of the night
Silver glow on all I see...

How sad the clouds that once graced my day
Drift slowly now to the horizon...

Sapphire blue and cirrus white
Silver smile of bright moonlight...

A mystic path winds through my mind
Of misty gold, its trees sublime...

The desolate graveyards of yesterday's tears
Are lying below me in wilderness clears...

In depths of this shaded glen
Where flows perfumed flowers' scent...