-- High Hopes --

John Herlihy

A river flows before me that I must cross,

If I stayed on this side, it would be a loss.

I’m going to make it across this raging river,

No one will notice or care, I’m just a sliver.

I would ask you along, but I know you can’t come,

You have your own life, your husband, a son.

I’ll keep looking, for love is going to find me,

I’ve been in shadows long enough, me with me.

Even if love takes me not, I will still love give,

Even if love blesses me not, I will still love live.

Beyond the river lies a verdant plain laid bare,

I see my future in the distance, no joy to spare.

I live quietly in shadows of the suns high hopes,

Driven by an inner music that plays delicate notes.

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(c) John Herlihy 6 July 2020