Living Lyrically Teresa Lynn Johnson: WHERE ARE YOU

I was working in the garden Sunday
Couldn't help but recall the way
Your gentle blue eyes sent love to mine
Without touching... they caressed my face

I was playing with the soil gently
Felt an overwhelming need to weep
Clenching the dirt... I released a sob
And dug my hands in deep

I could feel my fingers hit the roots
The little rocks cut into my skin
I know that I have to deal with this
But I'm hopeless where to begin

~~~*Chorus*~~~

Where are you darling

Do you have memories

Will I ever reach you

Make you remember me

Are your cries of anguish

Late into the night

For the life you've given

Or terror of the fight

You left here my man...

With everything intact

That's what they took Love

But not what they gave back

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I'm used to bathing you like a baby

Combing and playing with your hair

You once laughed and pulled me up against you

And now you are not even there

When we fixed this house up together

The garden was our final task

Said you couldn't wait to see the flowers

The seeds produced when you came back

You look as handsome as you always did

There's no evidence of any scars

You returned from service long ago

But I still don't know where you are

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Where are you darling
Do you have memories
Will I ever reach you
Make you remember me
Are your cries of anguish
Late into the night
For the life you've given
Or terror of the fight
You left here my man...
With everything intact
That's what they took Love
But not what they gave back
~~*~~

I'm trying so hard to be thankful
That you're physically home with me
That I still get to be your woman
Even if it's only in my dreams...