Time Will Tell
by Michael Doyle

To begin a family
Even in a place like Tahiti,
Is something to approach gently.
It will be if it's meant to be.

It was a day like any other,
If your day was another
Day filled with paradise.
But if you're looking for advice

Then, the path to finding treasure
Has a rhythmic pace with measure.
Each day is its own best day,
And meant to be spent in its own way

Life is full of doors that open and close,
Not always in the ways we would have chose.
In this modern world, hearts are the same way,
Whatever else there might be to say.

Like a flower blossoms and grows,
Love is love, as any true heart knows.
Life is filled with many sighs.
As truth would have it, this leads to compromise.

The way of finding treasure is not entirely our own.
It happens as it happens, together or alone.
Such is the way of love we need to know
It often starts with the seeds we sow.

It's in the search that we find
The dreams we cannot leave behind.
These are the kindnesses of discovery,
All the memories are waiting for recovery.

It is said that pearls were the first light,
To shine their hope into the world's night.
When you see what you want, grab on tight,
Time will tell you if you are right.

(c) May 2, 2025  Michael Doyle
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