We Were Meant To Sing Our Songs Of Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Measures of life are seen in numbers of age as we kept going,
singing to each other, never turning away, knowing that our
love would continue unfolding.

Happening until the day we die, when we will walk together
into a sunsetical horizon where everything we said, thought
or did would be shared and never lost on us.

We two were meant to sing our songs of love on that night
when we met in the hour of midnight together, being blessed
by God above.