Just to be One with you
17 March 2020

I gather two coins of us
Toss one up in the sky
A game to play with no fuss
Heads or tails, none to cry
Is this all that was to be
Pain reminder of slate
Acceptance of destiny
Other ingratiate?
In my past the cobwebs pass
Leaving path to renew
All I could ever dream was
Just to be One with you
Reading of the poem:
Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa – I’ll Take Care Of You