In a high mountain meadow
Where the green grass flows,
I will build you a tiny cabin
Of cedar and gray stone.
And when the wind roars down the valley
Filling the earth with snow,
I will build you a bright fire,
Hold you and keep you warm.
On moonless nights in autumn
When your heart is empty and cold,
I will carry you home and love you
And you will never be alone.
You said these words to me so surely
Knowing they could never come true,
But I held them in my heart so dearly
Because I believed in you.
And because I believed in you
Paradise came to me
What was real was the dream you dreamed
Of a heaven in life for me.
© 2007 J.L.Stanley