We’ll Meet Again

When I was young, I rowed the river,

Searching for the eyes that pierced my love-struck heart.

Gazing far I saw the rapids, raging there.

I said a prayer and then I rowed ‘til dark.

Refrain:

Hoot owls hoot, whippoorwills croon,

Reminding me of the song she brings.

The river is deep, so far and wide.

We’ll meet again on the other side.

***

On a restless night, I camped ‘til morning.

Sunlight lit upon my face at the break of dawn.

In the early light I packed my knapsack.

I pushed off shore with the rowing oar. I was good as gone.

***

Hoot owls hoot, whippoorwills croon,

Reminding me of the song she brings.

The river is deep, so far and wide.

We’ll meet again on the other side.

***

I saw her standing on the boat dock shore.

Years of search now, I’d found what I’d waited for.

Twilights falling while my heart songs calling.

Line, hook, sinker Lord, but I’d never been more sure.

***

Hoot owls hoot, whippoorwills croon,

Reminding me of the song she brings.

The river is deep, so far and wide.

We’ll meet again on the other side.

***

Heaven on this earth was by her side.

No matter morning, noon, or late into the night.

I hear her voice.  I see her face,

And in the morning, I imagine her embrace.

***

Hoot owls hoot, whippoorwills croon,

Reminding me of the song she brings.

The river is deep, so far and wide.

We’ll meet again on the other side.

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We’ll meet again on the other side.

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Joyce Lynn Eggleston

Indianapolis, IN – June 2011

(Inspired by Alison Kraus & Dan Teminsky at White River Gardens in Indianapolis.)