There will come a day

There will come a day

when things get

as good

as they are ever going to get

There will come a day

when your best

is behind you

You will not mark these days

that pass

save in moments of regret

You will not note them

until forgotten dreams

remind you

And when you do,

what will you do?

What will there be

left to say?

And when you do,

Who will there be

left to grieve you?

And on the shore

I will wait

as the light

softly dims

And on the shore

I will stand

and turn to greet you