I Like the Tender Thought of You

I like the tender thought of you

My dear, soft in my heart

The whisper of another year

Preparing to depart

Reminds me that we cannot know

Within its phantom pull

Who will remain and who will go

When this year’s cup is full

I’m glad to know that you are always

Just a thought away

And often there I cherish you

And often there I pray

The tender thought of you is like

A smile that does not dim

You wrap its song around me

In a sweet and sacred hymn

I’m glad a thought can be enough

When you are far from me

This is the wonderment of love

A splendid mystery

But in its miracle of hope

It sets the spirit free

I like the tender thought of you

To keep me company

© Janet Martin