We met under the white gazebo fair,

The wind blowing north up the sunlit shore

Your eyes, blue ocean and the bright sand, your hair

Before me was all I had ever yearned for

Aft’ the stars began to shine with the moon

And as we conversed upon our very lives

You left with “Goodnight” and “I’ll see you soon”

That moment within me is still what thrives

Now we are separated by many miles

I, by the mountains and you by the lake

But the letters we write with care bring smiles

Keeping bright minds happy for our own sake

As I write this now I think of the sign

When at that glassy lake, you will be mine