A Love Story
In loneliness and a
time of sorrow,
I chose then to
safely follow
right behind your
certain steps
letting you lead the
way to success.
In love I fell, with
your poised stand.
that I envisioned as
I ran
to reach across the
span of time
to see if I could
make you mine.
Although your face
was turned from me,
in my heart, I knew
your visage
was one of firm
determination,
but without harsh
condemnation.
A bonding in the
course of words
with definitions that
I’d never heard.
My study there at your
knee
was in complete,
total harmony.
When our hearts
became entwined,
it was a sweet as
aged wine.
Although, we had
erred in the past;
we knew the best was
saved for last.
On down the road, we
have come.
We’ve lost a few and
won some
of heated battles
life can harbor.
Now we sit beneath
the arbor.
In the shade, I gaze
through shadows
and see the sun shine
on the meadows.
The pastures now are
brown and dry,
but there is no
drought within my eyes.
Copyright ©
November 27, 2008 by Karen M. Crump
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