We Have A Secret

We have a secret, you and I
     that no one else shall know,
     for who but I can see you lie
     each night in fire glow?

     And who but I can reach my hand
     before we go to bed
     and feel the living warmth of you
     and touch your silken head?

     And only I walk woodland paths
     and see ahead of me,
     your strong form racing with the wind
     so young again, and free.

     And only I can see you swim
     in every brook I pass
     and when I call, no one but I
     can see the bending grass.

Author Unknown

You are forever beloved, sweet Dottie.