This doorstep seems my biggest fear,
knowing soon you won't be near.
Gentle smiles, pacing stand
and that goodbye that lingers grand.
With sifting feet and cautious tone
and the inevitable made known
'Goodnight, farewell, see you soon'?
Something's here, something's abloom.
It's not your truck or house or land
but simply the hope of holding your hand
that urges, sparks, ignites my soul-
and makes you my sincerest goal.