After a very long sleep
I awoke in Stanley's arms
Now refreshed and ready to search
Taking my love - to cheer
And a message - of no fear
We were separated by fate
Now a Titanic quest awaits
To show the masses
That Giants are great and care
But where are we now?
Ambling along Liverpool's streets
Following a predestined winding road
Cheered on by thousands of ecstatic sounds
Stopping to smile and wave and ask
'Do you know what happened - in the past? '
Of broken hearts and love lost-but not forever
A struggle to live and survive
'How lucky to be alive'
I am just starting to tire and not far to go
To a reunion of kind hearts about our show
To tell our stories of people - enroute
To the Arena of dreams
And hundreds of thousands of welcoming screams
Tom, i (almost) hate to tell you this, but i'd all but forgotten you (and some others on PH) who/whom? i've not communicated with in quite a while (or it seems so) . i've been busy with 'other things', ya know. i read the poem and the Poet's Notes. the Notes are very interesting and i always appreciate when there is/are some with a poem. but the poem still is one i'd struggle with. pools streets are? the poem was not clear to me. let me look at another. btw, i read the recent poem comment you sent and appreciate that also; i'll respond eventually at more length to it. bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lost love! ! Of broken hearts! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.