An old song meandered in on a thought

About how the best of life cannot be bought

Like the precious and few moments spent

Those that a loving God has lent

Even to a sinner like me

Days of beauty

Are too few

I

Love

You

Echoes down the cascading stream

Are you only a dream?

My princesses and my queen

Are the best loves that I’ve seen

Sometimes it’s lonely

Being

A human being

Drifting alone

Wishing my heart were of stone

But, then knowing that the pain

Of missing you is my gain

In growing

And knowing

Who it is that I am meant to be

And

I accept this gracefully

Wiping away my tear

Caught up in the niceness

Blessed by something so very priceless