Passion's....Light....At Tunnel's End Poem by James B. Earley

Regrets.....in life...why not pretend
.....That none exist...not even when...
No light appears at tunnel's end
...A future destined...as merely friends

Together...strolling the ancient pier
.....Hand...in hand...and nagging fears
Reality's cloud speaking loud and clear
...Hopes and dreams do disappear

Yet...hand in hand....dreaming still
....Time....itself...so much to kill
Part they must...for awhile...until
...Meeting again....oh God...they will

Such is life...why then....pretend
.....No pain exist...not even when...
Their moment returns...every now....and then
....As passion's....light...at tunnel's end