On a long journey I walk in a group
Bond with blood yet detach with heart
Pasting on a smile, never reaching eyes
In a group I am; never being a part.

In a blink of an eye I lost my world
Alone I walk never to hold a hand
No one to look at the smile I had
None I have to be apart anymore.

A ray of hope fills my eyes
My heart flips at the sight of him.
My eyes water at the curve of his lips
A gift I cherish, in his warm hands.

In a blur I see him never to me
Filled my hands with his warmth
I undid the box to see inside
A gift I cherished... mys soul woke with love!


-Thank you, Lord.
© Rose