From The Time

From the time I was a young man I have wondered how I'd feel
If my love could ever be expressed in terms I saw as real
If the thoughts I had were valid or some form of twisted view.
And if I were to love a woman
What then would she do ?

From the time I was a young boy with a stick out in the yard
I have dreamed about her lovely face and ways in all regard.
From the time I was a baby I have dreamed of her perfume
Wondering just when I shall find her
Hoping long it would be soon.

In my dream she was a vision like a statue firm and true

But in my travels she hasn't faded like they say the great ones do.

Is she standing on the ever spanning bridge of light and time

Sending thoughts to my subconscience through some channel in our minds ?

Is she out there on the twilight ? May she play a song for me?

As I have listened to the wind again and wondered ,Where now can she be?

{ Much Much more to come , About 10 pages so stay tuned.}