Remember Tuscany’s cerulean skies
The blue above the green olive groves
As we walked beneath the branches
On the summer hills above Vicopisano;
Remember exploring the streets of Rome
Leaving our footprints in the Eternal City
Or wandering beneath the lights of Luca;
Or the day sailing on the Tagus River
Drinking vinho verde as Lisbon looked on
Then later climbing to the Moorish castle;
Remember exploring through London
Along the dark and ancient Thames
The journey to old Highgate Cemetery
Overgrown and filled with the famous –
Karl Marx, Rossetti, and Richard Adams;
Then there was welcoming Amsterdam
And her busy canals flowing at our feet;
There was New Orleans and Puerto Rico
Mexico, and New York on New Years Day
There were windswept black sand beaches
Along the wild volcanic coasts of Iceland
And Reykjavik’s church Hallgrímskirkja –
You can see the lighthouse we visited
From the windswept heights of the spire;
The cold waters of Selfoss and Hengifoss
Cascading into mists upon our faces
As geyser and the hot springs waited…

Remember how we witnessed the world
In the glory of the ancient and modern
I saw it through your eyes,
You saw it through mine
What days of wonder.