HOPE

"HOPE'S PLACE"
One look at love and you may encounter
a thread that's the loop untouched,
An unraveled ball of twine can rend apart
and hope is born in a lover's heart.
Whispering breath's place,
melting through a sigh.
An ebb of dreams that flow through memories.
One breath,
one word may end or may start
and hope is born in a lover's heart.
Love's created when spirits carve
and dreams persist in reality,
then give away to the freedom winds with wings.
But if such a love is meant to be;
hope is home,
and the filled heart free.
Through the heavens is our journey,
we are the wanderers of love.
So let love rise
and have a place in a lover's heart.
If spirits lead to love,
then you may surpass dreams.
But if love departs then give it wings
to send it through the freedom winds.
But if such a love's meant returned,
then home is made from hope
where a heart's filled from lovers' yearn.
Nick
11/3/62-9/7/97

yes im vain i think this poem is about us... my first love... when he passed my aunt mailed this poem to my mom. she never wanted us together, long story. im so sorry!! i've always loved him!! tyvm for stopping in..."i wish you love" summer...xxxooo