Each and every night we would <br />meet at the lighthouse of love <br /> <br />We would hold each other till <br />the early morning hours and pray <br />god would give us just one more moment <br /> <br />On the cliff's edge is where we both <br />had to walk different ways, each knowing <br />the other would walk alone with only <br />the distant sounds of the empty waves <br />crashing into the rocks below <br /> <br />Oh its been so many many nights since <br />the nightly trip to the lighthouse, but the <br />memory that is witheld in the halls of its <br />harbor will remain an echo of my heart......<br /><br />Bonnie Collins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/echo-of-my-heart/
