WALKWAYS

In the midst of our walkways,

We have overcome every day,

Through any battle or sorrow,

We have a legacy of tomorrow.

 

Some may ask what true love is,

Our souls ignite without a kiss,

Feeling each other presences alive,

Cherish each moment to strive.

 

True beauty is the devotion,

That keeps our love in motion,

I would not be who I am today,

Neither would she, as it is the way.

 

A rock trickles through the water seas,

A proposal as I got down on one knee,

She was thrilled, as she waited forever,

A ring that symbolize, we would be together.

 

Gazing through her baby brown eyes,

I knew nothing would never buy,

Her compassion and her desires,

As our hearts burn and is on fire.

 

It’s the choices that one will make,

As a stream will one day be a lake,

She is the one beneath my breath,

As we all one day, will face death.

 

Why are we waiting for tomorrow?

The time is now, not to borrow,

The childhood years go by slow,

It will be too late, if you ever know.

 

Make an impression as it is your last,

As your children will grow up so fast,

With a blink, where did it go?

As she was once a girl, with a pretty bow.

 

We live in a cycle that is so repetitive,

Without thinking about each other to give,

A dollar that goes to your head,

But in life, love only matters instead.