Winding Path to Fiji
Before you I was walking a winding path alone. At times it was difficult, a path littered with stone, Other times it was easy, yet I seldom know joy Life seemed to follow a sad, repetitious ploy. Computers and college were all that I knew. Then there was you, a marvelous cook And my world class designer, all it took Was for you to join me on the winding path of wonder Until the dream ended and my world was pulled asunder. Though I've returned home I want to continue that path with you.