On the Yonder Shore
I stand on the beach watching the waves lap onto the shore
The sun begins to western
Across to the yonder bank my love stands there
Our eyes meet
Across the dancing water
A breeze lifts her hair as the light begins to play upon it
As a musician would play a harp
Only more beautiful than the music
Her smile I see and a twinkle in her eye
Across the water,
As the sun begins to set
Our eyes meet one last time until the sun goes down,
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