Surely there must be somewhere in time,
A love forever for me,
That will continue lavishing sweet,
Nothings hoping my love will be.

Love's preciously whispering to me,
In a soft melodic breeze,
Of songs I love you will you be mine,
And all sweet nothings to please.

How I've been wishing on stars many,
Years with sincere desire,
Existing in dreams that never will,
By chance even transpire.

Yet I've thought love may be fantasy,
Floating along winds of time,
Effortlessly and carefree to ring,
Heavenly bells that will chime.

My time is blessed and golden as love,
Yet seemingly passing me,
By and I'm wondering now if true,
Love for me was meant to be.

Precarious are the ways of life,
Entertaining in the song,
And dance world with enticements to charm,
As promises come along.

But no one buys me nor takes my love,
With magnificent jewels,
Or baubles because my love's priceless,
As God whispers His rules.

There may be times I'm carried away,
By all the flowers beauty,
Speaking romantic sweet love to me,
With diamonds given freely.

Living in the heart of enchantment,
With all life's musical bliss,
I'm astonished with love's misuse when,
Given with God's sweet promise.

Making a living in this world of,
Rising sophistication,
I'm not naive fashioning my way,
Without God's inspiration.

My life has wonderful fulfillments,
Already but not a love,
Truly given by God to me as,
My soul mate one day thereof.

Surrounded in beauty and glamour,
Will never ever compare,
To the time when God bestows my wish,
My prayer of a love to share.

Surely there must be somewhere in time,
A love forever for me,
That will continue lavishing sweet,
Nothings hoping my love will be.

©Sondra McPherson
15 October 2008