Wanted...

...to know, if u knew
Much like grain o' sand, over menee decades
Eventually, we will b rolled apart
Until such, constant polish in Lifes current
May our roots between, run deep az Alfalfa and far az Aspen
Winds will blow, even make us weep
Standing tall az Sequoia, never crackin
Wut iz fer yer one to feel
Iz they r, the ownlee one
May her spirit run wyld
Whilst yers iz always...
...Wanted