Saturday, January 15, 2011

The Story is Ours - Jan. 15, 2011




The Story is Ours

The sun will know where we first began
To explain there is no need
All we have been before is in our hands
But, when you come with me
You must lead

Many a story calls our hearts to fly like doves
From where our flowers bloom
Into skies of our beliefs we soar above
Unknown valleys of woven time
Spun upon life's loom

In flight together, we will find an open door
Where our needs are met the same
With no concern of what came heretofore
Yet, when you come with me
Know my name

Bright feathers from the changing years
Will lie within our home's flowers
What we have been will shed no tears
For when you come with me
The story's ours

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011