In days of old where time was gold <br />Now tears and sorrow fall <br />Upon the threshold of our doors <br />Hark! Can you hear the call? <br /> <br />Frustrations bound in every step <br />And waking time of pain <br />A loss of such a magnitude <br />What is there to be gained? <br /> <br />Time marches on, a healing sort <br />to ease an aching heart <br />Keeping busy, a brave new face <br />That’s keeping things apart <br /> <br />Memories now are what remain <br />Of past and glorious days <br />As thoughts drift off into the mist <br />To rest on sun drenched rays <br /> <br />Then into light a stepping stone <br />A hope that there is more <br />to life than one of misery <br />But you have to be so sure <br /> <br />Then it comes, a whirlwind tune <br />It hits you like a truck <br />A sense of what is happening here! <br />You can’t have that much luck? <br /> <br />A bolt from way out of left field <br />A feeling of delight <br />It almost has you wondering now <br />It gives you such a fright <br /> <br />How can this happen, and be this quick <br />Was it meant to be? <br />I’m sure it is and you can tell <br />That we are now both free <br /> <br />A feeling of belonging <br />To one another when we greet <br />Over phone or now in person <br />Where our two hearts now meet <br /> <br />To live a life filled full of love <br />In each others arms <br />To have, to hold, from this day forth <br />Giving in to all our charms <br /> <br /> <br />Don Stratford © 3/11/2006<br /><br />Don Stratford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-two-hearts-meet/
