We have all known the lonely hours of night

   when the shadows whisper of other times.

      Clouds slip past the moon as you stand

                  looking out the widow

       thinking of someone distant from you.

   This magic time in the early hour of night

          can bring back memories of that

                          "Only One"

               you could not live without.

       The one that made you sigh or sing.

  But you know that love is gone forever now

   and can never return for their time in this

     world has come to an end with the soft

                    " Winds Of Time."

In Loving Memory of Johnny

Mysic: I'll still be loving you

By: Jennie Anderson