Across a sky west and crooked,
flies a little white bird,
and in its beak an olive leaf,
for all sad lovers everywhere,
to show them all,
there is a change of fortune
waiting for them somewhere.
The old story goes,
for everyone there is a someone.
Just keep looking and you’ll find,
the someone you’ve been seeking,
that will make your hearts entwine.
Cupid will let his arrow flow,
and you’ll find the one you seek,
to love forever more.
Well I hope your right about this moment you speak of here and the possibilty of..... just can't help but wonder how many 'One's For One' are left out there ~~~marci.xo
I'll keep my eyes open.....you've been busy while you were away: O)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
should be...you're not your...below, , , , , , , , , ooppsss...