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To Pat
True love comes gliding on a wish
It seeks naught but receptive hearts
Reluctance conquered, fear suborned
It tears two settled lives apart.
Resistance makes surrender sweeter
And surrender rules a lonely life
Those captured seem to never grasp
The futility of going on to fight.
And so love wins; it always does
And rules, where, lonely, self once stood,
And makes a life where none had been
And, left alone, none ever would
And love so strong, so deep, so pure
Must last forever so it seems
No one in earth or heaven above
Would ever challenge endless dreams.
And so, life passes day to day
None comes to challenge ties bound tight
New Lovers fail to sense the foe
Until, for them, too late to fight.
A foe so mighty, who’s never lost
While forming mountains none can climb
Who breaks the bonds ev’n love has tied
Alas, none wins – when fighting time.
Time takes its toll in many ways
in years young lovers cannot see
Each stolen hour will ne’er be missed
“Till all love’s hours have ceased to be.
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And then regrets make their abode
With precious memories time will weave.
But all the days fall fast away
as chilly autumn’s worn out leaves.
No one knows what will come or when
To steal away young lover’s time
But when it comes it finds two hearts
Not ready body, soul, or mind.
Oh, why can’t lovers rendered be
Eternal by each other’s ways?
Oh, why must clouds of fear and doubt
Still come to cover end of days?
What is this love so freely given?
Is it returned at end of time?
Is it eternal for anyone:
Ev’n hearts and souls it tightly binds?
Perhaps we are not made to know
Just how eternal love can be.
But, if we aren’t, still I can say
“It is eternal now to me.”
No greater wish, nor nobler fate
Could be one’s prize in this life’s game
Than feel, as life piles years on years,
There was a chance you felt the same.
And with each day, each hour of life
More sure we know all time is His.
More sure we grow each day we live,
To know in life…love’s all there is.
Stan Brooke - 2006
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