You and me

Find me in these pages, between this binder

The place where my ink and your eyes finally meet

Is where most of my secrets are yet to keep

Alive and well, once inside of me

Now resides in a notebook often next to me

Will I continue with this? Will I follow thru?

That now is the question I ask of you

My reader, are you all I ever hoped you to be?

Have you eyes like cornflowers?

And a heart which sways longingly, like the

untamed waves on the overlooked sea?

Can you see our children before they're even here?

Hear their voices? Boy or girl.

But ahead of myself I'm already getting

Because one way or another if you're reading

this... I'm already in heaven, be it on earth

or far above. Either way I'll find my way

to wider smiles each wonderful day. But each

night in my bed, in the stillness of my head,

I pray for you, I pray for me. And

that God perhaps wouldn't make me wait a

lifetime to discover this union called:

You and me