WHEN LOVE IS ALL THERE IS....

When the sun makes it ascent over the horizon
And robins herald the beginning of a new day.
When

All the Stage’s a World

If my stature is the mirror up to nature,

What might I extract?

Or rather could my mirror

Questions.

I look into the face I once knew
To the wave of the heart, I glance through
Dear lover, where have my hopes and

Questions

Why did you have to go so soon?

Goodbyes were said but they weren't enough.

You acted with courage but it wasn't

The quizzical little matter, of what we need to learn.

It all begins with just one question, it is a fascinating little