Saturday, September 11, 2010

The Test 1985

Those special words we all love to hear,
were spoken that very night.
The feeling of his presence near,
everything felt right.
That final stroke of midnight,
the tear in my eye...
wanting to hold time still forever,
but knew it was good-bye.
He said this separation,
was a test of our love
and if the distance came between us,
it wasn't meant by God above.
For me, the miles have not interfered,
or make me love you any less.
And by the time I see you again,
I will have passed my hardest test.
But you, I see a distance,
have we been apart too long?
Are we about to fail this test
or can we still hold on?
1985

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