I was following the
King of Hearts
Along a forest path
We were running
through the trees,
On top of slate grey stones
Laughing and singing
joy filled my heart
Then I heard a voice
singing a hopeful song
Two faces painted on
my memory
One of me and one
of no one I knew
The voice was singing
a song
A song I never knew.
All I remember the
voice saying:
There is a time for me
There is a time for you
There is a time for me
and you
Two faces painted on
my memory.
one of me
and one of you.
April, 1989
Margaret S. Yates �1999-2000