Today I sat down and let remembering do what it does best It reminds you I was reminded of a little girl with a dream It wasn't a selfish dream actually it was not a dream It was a wish she had almost everyday She wished she would grow up and be at least half a dozen things a dancer, an astronaut,or a teacher to name a few Most of all she wanted to leave behind the dark secrets that made her blue She was lonesome and entertained a thought If in her life there came a fine kind gentle man An understanding man who found her pleasant of face Beautiful of spirit and soul They would be married and have a lovely little house and sweet children and the lonesomes would go away Too soon sadly she found out Life does not always follow the map you made In fact it became lost and so did she Navigating the world did not require stars to follow Sexton nor compass would show the way for her Now she would have senses and skills to hone, Oft times the journey would be perilous indeed It wasn't books she would have to learn but people to read As time went by it left it's indelible mark She learned many things There was predjuice, indifference,an ugly thing called hate, but amongst all the obscurities Bloomed this special flower called love The most trickiest thing was the love A precious gift that required caution and thinking People not all people but far too many could use this love To imprison one's heart with misery not joy as God intended The girl now long since grown woman Encountered mistakes herself with that precarious emotion But out of love came yet another gift.....(children) Three sons in all and three discernable differences Of course she loved them each For each had his own way Though of three one had found the long forgoten map Most importantly it's destination Now the girl turned mother wished to impart one thing To this son or all who have found love When at last you have found that precious True Love To one another forever together stay Forever Cling
Reason for writing:
this is for my son & his wife, that they never part,and have to start the search all over again looking for love.
Birth sign: Leo
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