My Destiny Poem by Marilyn Lott
My Destiny
We stroll across the meadow
The air is fresh and sweet
My hand is clasped in your hand
Cool green grass beneath our feet
You’ve told me t hat you love me
My destiny you hold
You stop and put your arms out
My trembling body you enfold.
Though the future is exciting
As I look into your eyes
The happiness I know we’ll find
Will be no real surprise.
Written sometime in the past...
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