A Hippie Lover's Prayer

Your ghost won’t let me go these days

And it has me thinking clear

Of things I once gave up to time,

Things that you held dear.

The youth we praised, the love we shared

I never would have guessed

The day would come when you would go

And I’d be like the rest.

Since the night you left my trembling arms

I gave up dreams for gold.

I was young enough to be naïve

So those precious years I sold.

They pulsed with you and all you were,

All you meant to me.

Because you weren’t the one left behind

You’ve no right to disagree.

The ideas overdosed your mind, I think

They helped to knock you dead.

I feared so much I’d end the same

So I gave it up instead.

Don’t shake your head like you have a right!

You never had to live!

Those years that made you weary, worn

I’ve had thirty more to give.

Perhaps in that dream where we once stayed

I have longed to go.

But reality wouldn’t give me up

To the world I used to know.

Now my hair is white, my skin is broke

My time is drawing near.

And all I ask of you, old love

Is that you swear I need not fear.

Promise heaven is a ‘Frisco day

And Janis will sing her song.

I want to know that when I pass

With you I’ll go along.