I never saw the starlight.
I missed the first blush of spring.
I was too much asleep.
I feared the land mines,
I'd planted long ago.
My feet couldn't safely
touch the ground.
I was an autumn leaf,
drifting endlessly,
stilled only by
the heavy weight of winter.
I was too much asleep.
And then you were here
and life was no longer
what it used to be.
And I wonder how one face
could wake me...
how one meeting point
could be my heart's reveille.
How could one voice out of many
move a weary soul,
and take what was broken
and make it whole?
Yet you did;
yes, you did--
wake me.
"You Did," written and designed by Bobette Bryan, 2001
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