Over My Shoulder

Copyright ©2001 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Over my shoulder, 
there were you,
an angel from heaven, 
my dreams had come true.

I felt your presence 
as plain as could be,
from right behind 
watching over me,

As we did ride, 
the wind in our hair,
with you right behind 
I had not a care.

As we shared the ride
this much I must say,
I felt a connection
in some magical way,

And me, I did wonder,
I pondered away,
did you feel the same,
this much I do pray.