Hope… Poem by GHOST WRITER

Like ice gets scraped off the windscreen every day
My heart has been broken in every way

As the clocks turn with every second a chime
My heart has been broken so many times

As life takes it turns, reasons to be known
My heart aches further, reasons unknown

Yet now I met you, is this a change
Is happiness in reach, long term in range?

Will sadness cloud over letting sunshine prevail
Will happiness fly up and take up the sail?

Nov 2010