Sometimes

Sometimes when I hear a song it reaches past my ears
And catches sweet attention from a child of many fears.
But gentle songs can heal him with the promise of a day
When love will be as beautiful as all the love songs say.

Sometimes when I look at you much more than just my eyes
Will show me what the future is and take me by surprise.
While others wait for Heaven I can feel such magic now-
That you and I together are a part of it somehow.

There’s never been a love like ours, no life has ever been
A blend of earth and Heaven like the love that we are in.
The music we are playing has such perfect harmony
There cannot be a question you were meant to be with me.

So give no mind to labels that can’t capture what we feel,
No matter what they’re saying it is we who know what’s real.
And do not fret the answers; they will bloom as answers do-
But there can be no question I am meant to be with you.

John H. Bidwell