look foward, down the road, past the turn up ahead.
not behind, nor back at the path you have tread.
for ahead there is peace, the calm breeze that you seek.
leading you onward, gently,like the brook or the creek.

yes, the road it was long and winding it seemed
without breaks, departures or shade from the trees.
yet you've traveled so far and those trees they have grown
where we'd stop to enjoy you and call your own

but your his, as we all are. each one his own
you should go to him softly as he calls you home
for it's now with him you are needing to be
so go now. Yes we know. Reluctantly.

While the sun fades through the clouds of this day
the dawn of a new one brightens your way
strengthening, rising, greeting the sun
your long life continues, yet has just begun