Delightful Hope Poem by Ronald Chapman

A long time ago,
At the beginning of Fate's eastern path,
You and I touched in a dream,

On the sunrise of a new life,
You became a delightful Hope,
That opened my heart;

To a beautiful Miracle,
To a wonderful new world,
To the past life and home, I mourn every day.

My dream,

But you still don't know who I am,
The only time I can touch you,
Is in my world of fantasies,

I truly don't know,
When I will be able to take that first step,
On a Fates path, to find you in this life,

To kiss your hand and,
Hold your Soul forever in my arms,
You! the Love! of my sweet dreams.