I want to fall in love like my father and mother
And also like my sisters and my bother,
Love and then marriage was their destined way
Then I think to myself, "maybe someday".
Of course I thought that I was in love before
But, In love I am certainly no more,
My partners left me in sadness and dismay
Then I thought to myself, "maybe someday".
I see happy couples sharing whispers and holding hands
Here and there and of course in different lands,
I watch how they laugh and how they hold and play
Then I think to myself, "maybe someday".
I still hope and think that my true love will be found
My soul needs to hear that "I love you", sound,
Those words to myself I will always think and say
Then I think again, "maybe someday".
When I go to bed many times I solemnly weep
As I worry, I toss and turn and I just can't sleep,
Then nightly unto God for a true love, I still do pray
Then sometimes I hear in response, "maybe someday".
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem