Copyright © February 9, 2004 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Let us take these feelings,
so pure and innocent,
that materialized from nowhere,
and came on so strong and real,
and hold them to our hearts.
We sometimes wonder from where they came,
and how they did develop so quickly.
It seems as though it is only human nature
to try to put labels on each and everything
we see and feel so deep in heart.
These feelings, they be no exception,
and we wonder what it is we have,
is this love real, or simply infatuation?
Will it stand the test of time,
or fade away and pass all too soon?
Why is it that we feel this need
to ask such questions
and to place these labels
on something so pure and true.
They ask for nothing more,
than just to be,
and have their chance
to live and grow.
These feelings were not created,
or fabricated, but came to us
upon there own,
steady strong and true.
They grew in an instant,
from some unknown spark unseen,
from deep in our hearts.
Surely this is a gift from above,
and a force to be reckoned with,
and accepted and embraced,
and nurtured and cultivated,
and treasured for all times.
These things I say, this dreamer that I be,
as I have my dream presented before me.