.       **You're A Gift From God              
                  At His Moment
                           Of Joy

She drew and she drew
Until she looked at all the pictures
And they all were versions of you

“I want you more than I love you,” He said.

Today I searched:
how to make the pain stop,
how to breathe again,
how to not drown in tears,
how to make it go away.

Their answer:
you.

Saying goodbye
To someone you love
Is like reading the final page
Of an amazing book.

As the last chapter ends
You begin to notice
Just how beautiful
And perfect
The plot always was.  

You appreciate the joy
And even the pain
As you read and thumb
Through every page.

Finally understanding
The moral of the story,
You realize you've reached
The end of this journey.

Although the last sentence  
Is the most difficult to read
Another great book awaits
Once you turn the final page.

Eventually you may stumble
Upon yet another great find.
Or maybe you'll return
To the book you left behind.

You may just discover
Once all is said and done
That this particular book  
Was your favorite story
All along.

I’ll never forget my very first crush
I remember feeling like a great big mush

I was only sixteen, I didn’t know what love was
All I could see was fireworks and doves

Many years later my crush did find me
He proclaims he’s always been smitten
But how could that be?

He’s happily married, at least that’s what he says
But he also told me I’ve always been in his head

So why now is he searching me out?
I don’t understand, I have lots of doubt

Is it the truth or is it a scam
Do I take a chance and meet him
Do I really give a ****?

It’s been thirty years
But my curiosity prevails
I shouldn’t be nervous
He’s just another male

I sit and I wait for my crush of years ago
I hope I don’t choke when it’s time to say hello

Feeling weak in the knees and sixteen again
I see him walk in, the reunion begins…