ONCE UPON A LOVER

ONCE UPON A LOVER

Now that I have your attention
there's a story that I want to tell
about a young love and restless heart;
two worlds colliding, exploding.

He was my anchor, my hope in a storm.
He was the man who gave and took love
equally well, a student of charm...
leaving me anticipating his return.

The restless winds of change somehow
took him away, to other ports of call;
leaving me bleeding inside, broken.
Years later I look back and smile.

For it was he who took my hand
and led me into a whole new world
where he knew I could be a better me
without him, and set me free.

Would I wish him back, for even a day
or a night of desire and wonder?
No, what is past is past; without him,
I stand a little taller, and stronger.

Countrymom
2/13/06