Jacquie StewartHeimann


Expectations


Lonely, empty, aching arms
Waiting to be filled
The certainty of destiny
That our fate is sealed

A heart that echoes hollowness
Knowledge that time drags on
It tests your faith, your hope and love
It drags the shadows down

A simple spark comes bursting through
A beacon in the night
To banish fears and endless tears
And bathes your doubt in light

A gentle, caring, somber soul
Drifts into your life
Someone to fight the emptiness
And give you love that's rife

It overflows the barren heart
Lives are interwove
Realize the simple fact
Behold! A treasure trove

You both go on in happiness
Destiny be damned
Life is what you make of it
Grab it with both hands!

Submitted: Friday, June 16, 2006
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