My life was drawn in episodes,
My heart aligned with rules,
My understanding set in codes
Of measurements and tools,
But somehow something shorted out—
My power of love was squared,
And life for me became about
This love that should be shared.
A love that I can not contain
Or find a way to steer,
It reaches out to those in pain
And banishes all fear.
It touches those who recognize
The self same truth inside,
The few of us without disguise
And arms held open wide.
I wish I could undo the past
For sweethearts that I meet,
But when it reaches them at last
This love will be more sweet.
For every moment does reveal
A promise to fulfill,
We only have to let it heal,
And love’s the thing that will.
I think love can help heal almost anything.. This is a magnificent insightful write. You are a great friend.. These words tell all.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on April 25, 2003
{{{SIGHS} John
"For sweethearts that I meet,
But when it reaches them at last
This love will be more sweet.
For every moment does reveal
A promise to fulfill,
We only have to let it heal,
And love’s the thing that will. "
just {sighs}
Peggy
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"For sweethearts that I meet,
But when it reaches them at last
This love will be more sweet.
For every moment does reveal
A promise to fulfill,
We only have to let it heal,
And love’s the thing that will. "
just {sighs}
Peggy