The way to the stars is precarious. <br />Not many find love. <br /> <br />But when fate draws and beckons, various <br />Pathways emerge. Above <br />The clatter and din of daily affairs <br />There is heard a small <br />Voice of future hope, someone starts to care <br />Sees us as adorable. <br /> <br />If we love what they show we're halfway there. <br />Treasure this needing. <br />Assess it, and know what it is that's rare. <br />Hold it in esteem. <br />Any love that calls forth wish for sharing <br />A dream, being halfway, <br />Impels us to take every bearing <br />So we must not delay <br /> <br />In reaching our star's gate. <br />Love will be waiting.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/halfway-there-2/
