I know you’re going to your new love,
I see your old white knapsack
leaning at the door…
your waiting lasso and your saddle outside,
and I know, you’ve decided with finality,
not to stay with me, not even one day more.
Sadly I offer you your old shoes,
soft soles of hide, and birds,
flowers marching up the booting.
I’ll not stand in your way, my love,
go now to your new love…
desert owl sings you on, gently hooting.
I know I should not, cannot hold on,
no matter that our life’s silver was rough,
no matter when our silver shined.
I know you have found another now,
my heart’s gate must release you…
but oh, if only I could hold you one more time.
I send you to your new happiness with another
as you leave me, and take up star shine
with a love so more right, and new.
I always feared I could not keep you,
and now I wish you all radiant happiness,
hoping there’s no burden when I say:
I will always –and forever- love you.
I can hear it in the distance,
the time has come to saddle up,
the drum is drumming, the flute is fluting…
I’ll not stand in your way, my love,
go now to your new love…
desert owl sings you on, gently hooting.
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