Paths

For many years our lives , it seems, tho different worlds we knew,

followed paths of parallel dreams, of loves and hopes passed thru.

But now at last, the paths we take, by some great master plan,

have met, entwined, became as one, to stroll down hand in hand.

Our path may be ablaze with sun or dark with clouds of gray,

our love will shine thru troubled haze, our love will light the way.

With every touch, a tender smile, the loving things you do,

I know our destined path of love, is long and straight and true .