Reunion with my parents and theirs

When this is all over

we'll all go together

and pull wild mountain thyme

like they sing in that song of old

and we'll all be together

and we'll know that death

is just a shutter

and when you pull it open

the sun shines through the window

and illuminates us all

and we'll all be together

and we'll all hold each other

and the pain and loss and grief

will dissolve in the heather

and we'll pull the wild mountain thyme

while the world stands still

to give us eternity

and I will hold your eyes with mine

and love will envelope us

for all time