The love we shared was so very strong,
So tell me lord, what went wrong?

The gentle touch of your hand felt so right,
I long for your soft caress at night.

My heart cries out to hear your voice,
How I wish this wasn't your choice.

I want you to know my love for you,
Will always be bright, shiny and new.

So when and if you're ready to talk,
Come take my hand and we'll go for a walk.


Jenny L.
8/17/89