Isn't Love Grand Poem by Randy McClave

Isn't love just grand
When you're holding onto your love's hand,
Knowing wherever you going you're both going together
And that bond no one could ever sever.
Where one will turn the other will also turn
And both will have the same thoughts and concern,
And then when they are holding onto each other's arm
They will fear not distrust, or harm.
One day hoping that hand will be wearing a ring
Then a joy and a togetherness that would bring,
Knowing that then together they are both one
Until their days are gone.
The world knows that I was lost a time or two
Then happily I finally found you,
Now we go hand in hand whenever that we go
We never go slow.
We have entered into the very same race
With satisfaction and joy and love upon our face,
So, isn't love just great
When you both share the very same fate.

Randy L. McClave