Hundreds miles on air,
Thousand miles on land,
Millions miles on the sea,
They are not real.
Daily, I live in my heart,
I travel billions miles in seconds,
To grease the face of love,
Tender smiles, assurance of love,
To keep hope alive.
Sometimes we recount our pains,
Painting the pictures in mind,
We hope we draw our strength,
In the mist of our pains.
The future of hope and love,
Standing against,
The images of pains and separations,
Love will always wins.
A promise made, a promise kept,
A day we walk down the alter,
The happiest day, a mentor of hope,
The end of promise, a beginning of new life,
Our life, our hope.
Our strength will always see us through.
A perceptive and beautiful arrangement of words...
Blessings, Diana.
Edwin